One of my most outstanding fantasy involving Cracky is that I would very much like to have a crash-and-burn type of relationship with her, seeing as how she was deemed fucked up and all. Although the any feeling left with her has recently passed away it just seemed so palpable to me every time I think about it - riding on the subway towards Coney Island, helplessly high on heroin, side by side as her head is latched on to my drooped shoulders, both of us with drool dribbling on our dumb, ajar mouths, cold and very miserable.

Bah. Just rambling on. So what's up with everybody else?

oh and pic very much related.