Oh dear Lizard,
You're kind of a train wreck, but god you're fun to hang out with. Your wit is dry and sarcastic. You're an addict nutcase, but no one cares because you're so fucking brilliant, we all want to know you. Too bad that brilliance isn't ever going to come to anything. It's going to be drowned in heavy smoke and rum. In a way, you're an idiot savant. When you share your mind with us, we're blown away;
but we're also sick of watching you do the same stupid fucking bullshit time and time again. When are you gonna learn? You're a Bukowski kind of girl - pornographic, self-destructive, exuberant. We all love you and we wish you'd get your shit together,
but we've come to accept that you'll always be a slightly unrealized potential.
Just Sincerely.
