Jonas Mekas
how can someone steal my personality if i don’t have one? hmmmmm interesting
me: -puts any sort of blanket on my head-
brain: ah, my liddol russian lady. please get me some beets
“In photographs, she looked different, focused, animated. In person she was thin, dreamy, as full of odd angles as a Picasso mademoiselle.”
— Janet Fitch, White Oleander.
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