I'm sure a lot of you are sick of the generic 'what does lolita mean to you?' question, so I'm asking it again...
But answer in the most poetic, metaphorical, artsy-fartsy, over-the-top stupid way. So here's mine to get the ball rollin';
To me, lolita is a second reflection of my self, a way to achieve my other being trapped behind ink and paper, the me that is impossible to truly become, though I can try. Lolita is a fragrance I chase though can never reach, though sometimes I can grasp it in my arms for a brief moment and kiss its forehead and tell her she'll never leave my side. But lolita is fast, and runs away, so I chase her. Sometimes I get tired and chase a less sweet of a fragrance, but lolita always draws me back, though now lolita wears shorts and waistcoats.