So tonight, I'm going to don the lingerie in black, leather lace and luxurious silky gauze, I'm going to roll the suspenders up high over my trembling thighs, I'm going to wear the blood red lipstick across my poisonous, that colour can only speak of death and danger, I'm going to wear only leather and lace for an evening, with deadly hooves taboot, I'm going to pull the hair from bitchy bitches' fleshy scalps until they beg me to stop, filled up only with pathetic tears and apologies for my darling best friend who deserved none of the terrors they thrust upon her for the past long year.
I'm going to be Courtney Love, in all her glorious pain, and I will die before your very eyes, it will be quite the spectacle, I can promise you that...
