Yesterday I was confused, I didn’t exactly know whether I was going to die, the end or endlessly. You see, I have experienced many types of death in my life, many times have I fallen into this overrated, cliché-named abyss of “what the fuck is going on”, but always ALWAYS managed to find my…
Si eu pot fi poetesa
pot fi o spuma din valul pseudo-experimentalist pot fi chiar pneul autoutilitarei care cara gloata artistica prin ganguri de repetentie la realism (am o presiune interioara, de bari prin baruri, la ceas de seara) desi uit ca nu mai reinventeaza nimeni roata.
I am the queen Crown me with your dental crown Smile with me and declare me ruler of your jaw Knock me out in an inner fight and spoil me with raw Meat. Chip me and put me back together with pieces of ancient coins Bite off and chew what’s left from my loins and glue jewelry so expensive the man in the corner sells short to buy jawbreakers.