Born In Flames
Around 1am the moddle contingent rolled in, Allison Harvard (who Liz and I adore), a mile tall, all googly eyes and mounds of fluffy doll hair, wearing one of those fake fur kitty hats they sell next to the cheap sunglasses in the egg cream shops on Saint Marks. And fucking Filippa Berg!! It took me all night to work up the nerve to talk to her, but when I finally did, she was incredibly sweet. I told her that I thought of her every time I patched my jeans and that she was the reason I wear a leather pilot’s cap even though it makes me feel like Moonyface McTryhard, and she was gracious and self-deprecating, didn’t roll her eyes or nothin. A really cool night, as they go.

Around 1am the moddle contingent rolled in, Allison Harvard (who Liz and I adore), a mile tall, all googly eyes and mounds of fluffy doll hair, wearing one of those fake fur kitty hats they sell next to the cheap sunglasses in the egg cream shops on Saint Marks.

And fucking Filippa Berg!! It took me all night to work up the nerve to talk to her, but when I finally did, she was incredibly sweet. I told her that I thought of her every time I patched my jeans and that she was the reason I wear a leather pilot’s cap even though it makes me feel like Moonyface McTryhard, and she was gracious and self-deprecating, didn’t roll her eyes or nothin. A really cool night, as they go.

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