Guia

How do I do this scene, looking fierce on vodka, as if it will protect me, my greatest days contained, I loosen first my collar, sit side on restrained, off my face with anxiety, my lip stick down a sofa, eyes looking furtively, this place is like a train, a glorious hell stop cellar, I need to get away, like a gift from the sea, she brings me first Bollinger, is gentle as the breeze, doesn't mess with trade, hasn’t a sou to piss on, talks of foreign holidays, laughter sings like dollars.