iDig the way I look tonight,
cause I'm wearing thick-rimmed glasses,
a cardigan and a tortured-artist haircut.
My place is colder than necessary; the heat is free,
cause I need to wear sweaters inside
cause I need to look really fucking good.
Or accurate, at least.
Appropriate.
Like,
do you ever feel like the world is too big
and you just wanna decorate a little corner and stay there?
Yeh.
Art crowd self-depreciation is awful.
Awful, awful stuff, that.
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