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Gosh. My heart would break. I would probably go into shock.
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Love Letters. Poems. Secret notes.
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I am happy. Maybe not in a happy-clappy sort of spammy way, but I know that I'm happy deep down, thanks very much.
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That I loved people, deeply.
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In my experience, no. The hurt becomes possibly more profound. But the context is with more experience, so it sits in a different, less anxious space.
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Toothbrush/paste, toilet paper and tampons. Um... they're the first things I'd race to replace on the shopping list! More obtuse = Sunscreen, lipstick and bobby pins.
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Whatever I've decided to experiment with at the hairdresser wholesaler where I buy a big fancy bottle cheap and bulk-size. I go around sniffing them and reading the labels and pretend I'm making an educated guess.
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Soap bar and a face-washer, all the way. I'm tough. And old-fashioned.
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Pffft. No! I do have a few pairs of opaque tights for a couple of 60's mini-dresses I have, but I don't go through those very quickly at all. I do go through fully-fashioned stockings at a rate I'd rather reduce though. Lucky I've found a cheap online supplier, but STILL! ;-)
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I eat real food made by me or other people, with relish and preferably in the company of those people. I practice safe sex and have checkups. I get out of the city and breathe good air as often as possible. I forgive people and make the effort to think kind thoughts about them. I have affectionate touch, conversations and contact with my special friends. I clear my head and pump my arteries and stretch my muscles by dancing and running. I try and actively not take on the highs and lows of compliments and criticism because in my highly adrenalised world, this could tip me over the edge. I spend quiet time alone and find my centre.
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Formspring's an app on my iphone. I'm on the dunny right now. (Jokes.) How do YOU have the time for Words With Friends, hey? (I'm onto you...)
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Lillian Starr is sort of the name I gave myself at 4 years old. Rather than having an imaginary friend (like my little brother eventually did), I became an imaginary alter-ego called "Lilly Stardust-Starr." It was without exception a triple-barreled name and was associated with crazy fairy dressups and a certain confident attitude. When I told my Mum about my performance name, she got it straight away and totally loved it. I shortened it so that it would fit on a billing and not be such a tongue-twister.
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"goooood thing I have my telephone sitting just by
I'll hog tie you quickly from wrists to your thighs
I'm calling the police, weirdo. Good one, nice try." -
There are so many favorites and they change all the time. So let me take a stab. Herb = thyme. Spice = cinnamon.
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Coffee. (wow. Lucky you think there's nothing wrong with me)
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I LOVE soup. No singular favorites though a smoky ham hock and white bean soup and a broccoli, walnut with gorgonzola garnish were some spectacular soups I tried last year. I make soups all through Winter and really love barley as a soup ingredient.
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Lillian Starr’s Bio
girl about town.
