tonight has been very busy at the hotel.
i have finally finished reading that huge 650+ page book on jean genet
and am now in the early stages of reading the new jeff buckley biography.
which leads me to thinking
that i have always been more interested (consumed even)
in reading about other people's lives (real, cold hard sad lives)
rather than about fairytales or fiction.
give me real deaths or murders
diseases
absent fathers
drug addict mothers
lovers cheating on lovers
family
drama
anyday over cinderella or vampire tales.
sorry kids, but the sad was made for me.
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