She’s a dancer, a romancer. I’m a Capricorn and she’s a Cancer

“You’re a flaky ass flake.”

This is what I would tell myself if I was standing in front of myself.
Photo by Terry Richardson.
I would probably also tell myself that gold fronts do nothing for me, but that’s another topic for another day.

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