#hilary misc

She's me, I'm her in a different font. Just a few years younger, a new haircut. Very Leo of you with your Scorpio touch. Now, now. Going down on her on your vintage rug. Bet she's so impressed by your Basquiat. And she thinks you're deep in the ways you're not. Now, now. I can't put it on her, she's a sweet kid. But she's taking the bait like we all did. She looks like all of your girls but blonder. A little like me, just younger. Bet she loves when she hears you say, you're so mature for your agе, babe. She looks like she could be your daughter. Like me before I got smarter. When I was flattered to hear you say, you're so mature for your age, babe, oh.

You dim all the lights so you look real wise as they trace the lines underneath your eyes and mistake your charm for a cosmic sign. Now, now. I can't put it on them, it's his best trick. And they're taking the bait just like I did. She looks like all of your girls but blonder. A little like me, just younger. Bet she loves when she hears you say, you're so mature for your age, babe. She looks like she could be your daughter. Like me before I got smarter. When I was flattered to hear you say, you're so mature for your age, babe. Watched the tide rise up as high as you got on me. Listening to Strawberry Letter 23. Hid my car at Carbon Beach so I wasn't seen at yours. You knew better of course.