Did you know Greta Garbo often sprinkled grass in her hair? “She vanted to be a lawn.” Oh, there’s no call for me to be funny! Still, the eccentric Scandinavian is on my mind. Like her, I appreciate solitude just not loneliness. I crave validation but repel scrutiny. I am not in the least depressed – yet I wouldn’t mind, well, not being alive for a while. Contrite about my past and fearful of the future.
Garbo and Queer Longing
Garbo and Queer Longing
Garbo and Queer Longing
Did you know Greta Garbo often sprinkled grass in her hair? “She vanted to be a lawn.” Oh, there’s no call for me to be funny! Still, the eccentric Scandinavian is on my mind. Like her, I appreciate solitude just not loneliness. I crave validation but repel scrutiny. I am not in the least depressed – yet I wouldn’t mind, well, not being alive for a while. Contrite about my past and fearful of the future.