Falling down in Echo Park. Forgotten meditation, crumpled belief system in the glovebox of your piss-car. There were things in there. American Psycho has a stake in it. Browsing through the record store he found her in between the L's and the M's. She was there all along, but he never looked for her. She looked and he turned away. He took her home for 9.99. It was too late.
Nothing more than a childish emotion of detachment. And Jung said that we just want to marry our mothers and Jung said that we just form our conceptions of things based on an unconscious projection of our families on the world. But what if the house was built on earthquake rollers? The families house was built on earthquake rollers, the theory will not suffice.
She was gone again like at Disneyland for the third time. Except this time she was on his desk for 9.99. Staring.
She had time for that picture.
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