Candy Darling

Candy Darling by Candy Darling

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Jeremiah again acted wisely and called the emergency squad. A few minutes later the police were there. My guests were absolutely mortified and most of them left (all the nice ones). Those who are amused by this sort of spectacle stayed to see what would happen next. Besides the two events mentioned, there were several heated arguments. One of my dear friends spit in another dear friend’s face. I was not flattered when I saw the bathroom door had been beaten in and was lying on the floor. One girl had her clothes ripped off and fell on the bed in a flood of tears. There were, of course, the usual thefts (many of my presents), the animals had to go in hiding, Gary was yelling obscene things to people on the street, and Burt broke a bottle of bourbon on the kitchen floor. All in all it was a marvelous party dahling.
    I was on television last Tuesday, you will be surprised to know. I did a song and dance and was interviewed.
    There are men who are miserable creatures who only want to ogle girls and fulfill their own miserable lusts and then turn around and deny others like myself the right to have the most noble and worthwhile relationship with another.
    I can survive without steak or even hamburger but not without love, integrity and idealism.
    Candy’s need for success is very strong and so the man I love would have to put his own work aside to help me reach for the brass ring of stardom.
    I enjoy being a woman.
    clean entire house
    do legs
    hang light fixture
    candles
    note book
    noxema - very light
    â€”learn apache dance—
    Nightclub Act.
    Life size glamour photos of me
    Loretta Young theme song music
    I appear in a flannel night gown in a bed.
    Later the explanation
    that I can’t be real in an evening gown.
    songs Getting to know you
    Have I stayed loo long at the fair
    Mirror Mirror from Follies
    I’m Still Here
    My name is Ronnie. I am very beautiful, spend a lot of time alone, and am very well respected. I collect beautiful clothes and pictures. No one is sure whether I am a girl or a boy.
    We heard recently that Candy Darling is so much in love with her newest hearthrob/amour, that she is seen kissing him all around town. She holds him so close that people often remark that he not only smells of her perfume but is frequently covered with her lipstick. We also heard that he was living with her in Sam Green’s duplex penthouse. When asked how Sam feels about living with her “Ronnie,” she unashamedly revealed Mr. Green is in India and doesn’t know what it’s like. Furthermore she pays for everything he eats and loves it. Everyone was dying to meet him until Candy called one afternoon and said she would arrive with Ronnie. Weren’t we all surprised when Ronnie turned out to be a 9 week old Yorkshire Terrier pup, a gift from Candy herself. Speaking of lap dogs, although the exquisite blonde has been seen on a number of laps herself, she could hardly be referred to as a dog.
    Ed
    When I hold a little baby or a puppy in my arms, I know there must be some kind of God.
    I dreamt that I was going to high school and I was in the hall on the telephone. I had Ronnie with me, who was only a little baby at the time and irresistible. He was in my parka asleep and I was talking to my grandmother long distance. These Negro boys came around me and were telling me to get off the phone and all saying I got to call my pussy and all crude things. I told them to just wait or go some where else and got into a little argument. They took my books and my parka with Ronnie and went outside. I got it back and when I went into the dark cafeteria to have lunch three other students joined me. I was telling this girl what happened and then I said where is Ronnie? I reached in my coat sleeve and brought out my hand with blood on it, which I thought was nail polish for a second because the thought of Ronnie bleeding in my coat was too awful. I reached in and brought him out. He was twisted backwards, wet

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