Status Updates From Elogio dell'amore

Reading for thesis. More trite than I’d hoped, but with an intelligent voice.

my daddy thinks I should shave my head and sit in an ashram for a month instead of fasting and hallucinating. i'm eating a butter cookie in bed like a granny. i don't know who i am anymore. big dawg ambitions have taken me far but i can feel another upsurge of ravenous love hunger coming in and now i'm not ashamed of my heart. i love love. i was born to be a lover.
*armour clanging