Wednesday, January 30, 2008

The ghost of Klaus Kinski

So I sell myself for the highest price.Exactly like a prostitute.There is no difference.
I am like a wild animal born in captivity,in a zoo.But where a beast would have claws,I was born with talent.
I need love!Love!Non stop!And I want to give love because I have so much of it.Noone understands the sole purpose of my whoring,is to spend myself totally.

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