May 2012
I want to die.
Colds are shit.
Imagine cutting out the people who put blockades...
Then you could be free to roam where ever you please and eventually find the path you’re supposed to be on on your own free will rather than because somebody told you so.
We’ll grab a drink and kill our brain cells. Sing out the words we know
– Kisschasy
satan: let there be slow walkers
One day, a long time from now you’ll cease to care anymore whom you please or...
– J.D. Salinger