she has blue hair and still gets id-ed buying cigarettes. she's cutting to waste her smile and youth, she's taking back all that she'd proved. and she's smoking just to kill the time, but smoking kills her expensive perfume instead. the mob didn't drag her in, but she's managed to get stuck somewhere in between. 'how many times must i explain myself, you just got it the wrong way. how many times do i have to say i'm just living dissipation'
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