i’m a loser baby.
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@itslifeandlifeonlybabe
i’m a loser baby.
Photo by Amber Fouts. Art Direction by Mary Grace Moseley.
life is a beautiful sport.
this is how you lose her.
don't make a scene dear
girl after my own heart
champagne makes everything better
John Stezaker - Untitled, 1976.
… from Love and Desire, William A. Ewing, Chronicle Books, 1999.
Mary Astor & George S. Kaufman, 1936
“His first initial is G, and I fell like a ton of bricks. I met him Friday. Saturday he called for me at the Ambassador and we went to the Casino for lunch and had a very gay time! Monday—we ducked out of the boring party. It was very hot so we got a cab and drove around the park a few times and the park was, well, the park, and he held my hand and said he’d like to kiss me but didn’t.
Tuesday night we had a dinner at ‘21’ and on the way to see Run Little Chillun he did kiss me—and I don’t think either of us remember much what the show was about. We played kneesies during the first two acts, my hand wasn’t in my own lap during the third. It’s been years since I’ve felt up a man in public, but I just got carried away.
Afterwards we had a drink someplace and then went to a little flat in 73rd Street where we could be alone, and it was all very thrilling and beautiful. Once George lays down his glasses, he is quite a different man. His powers of recuperation are amazing, and we made love all night long. It all worked perfectly, and we shared our fourth climax at dawn. I didn’t see much of anybody else the rest of the time—we saw every show in town, had grand fun together and went frequently to 73rd Street where he fucked the living daylights out of me.”
liv tyler is my spirit animal
you couldn't lose me if you tried
i don't wanna be a ghost
every part of me says go ahead
the smell of the flowers is killing us all
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