Wildwood No.1:
I live at night. During the day I sleep. During the day I'll die.
I love to get high. Really high. I love to get really high and paint giant flowers.
I wish Andy Warhol was my best friend. Maybe when I have a daughter I'll name her "Andy Howland".
Andy Delihla Howland
(or
Andy-John Howland... No, that doesn't sound good)
I want to have a little girl with a strong mans name. I want to buy her beautiful dresses and perfume and books with big pictures and cameras with film and kittens. I want to teach her about dead rock stars and movie stars and sky stars and tell her about the stars in your eyes. I hope John Girard is alive to meet her. I hope Walker and Claire and Robby and Chris and Chuck can all give her lessons. I hope everyday she is happy. And I hope even her pains are beautiful.
