prozacgirl: concept: me, lying in a moonlit room in 40s lingerie, atop a red velvet loveseat while get drunk by lana plays on a record player in the corner, and i’m holding a half empty bottle of thousand dollar french red wine. the lace curtains are
prozacgirl: concept: me, lying in a moonlit room in 40s lingerie, atop a red velvet loveseat while get drunk by lana plays on a record player in the corner, and i’m holding a half empty bottle of thousand dollar french red wine. the lace curtains are
prozacgirl: concept: me, lying in a moonlit room in 40s lingerie, atop a red velvet loveseat while get drunk by lana plays on a record player in the corner, and i’m holding a half empty bottle of thousand dollar french red wine. the lace curtains are
prozacgirl: concept: me, lying in a moonlit room in 40s lingerie, atop a red velvet loveseat while get drunk by lana plays on a record player in the corner, and i’m holding a half empty bottle of thousand dollar french red wine. the lace curtains are
prozacgirl: concept: me, lying in a moonlit room in 40s lingerie, atop a red velvet loveseat while get drunk by lana plays on a record player in the corner, and i’m holding a half empty bottle of thousand dollar french red wine. the lace curtains are
prozacgirl: concept: me, lying in a moonlit room in 40s lingerie, atop a red velvet loveseat while get drunk by lana plays on a record player in the corner, and i’m holding a half empty bottle of thousand dollar french red wine. the lace curtains are
prozacgirl: concept: me, lying in a moonlit room in 40s lingerie, atop a red velvet loveseat while get drunk by lana plays on a record player in the corner, and i’m holding a half empty bottle of thousand dollar french red wine. the lace curtains are
prozacgirl: concept: me, lying in a moonlit room in 40s lingerie, atop a red velvet loveseat while get drunk by lana plays on a record player in the corner, and i’m holding a half empty bottle of thousand dollar french red wine. the lace curtains are
prozacgirl: concept: me, lying in a moonlit room in 40s lingerie, atop a red velvet loveseat while get drunk by lana plays on a record player in the corner, and i’m holding a half empty bottle of thousand dollar french red wine. the lace curtains are
