lunes, 10 de enero de 2011

 All the ways you wish you could be, that's me. I look like you wanna look, I fuck like you wanna fuck, I am smart, capable, and most importantly, I am free in all the ways that you are not. You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else.
Truth hurts, doesn't it?

1 comentario:

  1. A veces, pero no siempre hiere...
    preciosa entrada (L)
    un besooo!