frankly my dear, i don't give a dean

"...angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night, who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz" -Howl, Allen Ginnsberg I'm Nora! Sixteen. Frozen banana salesman/child. Favorite princess: Snow White. SLYTHERIN
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