sábado, 15 de octubre de 2011

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i've always tried to separate myself from a lot of things, things that i screamed against. i've always been different, smarter, an outsider, at least inside me.
you see their smiles, their eyes, their spastic empty bodies in the routine of the fake. feeding each other and supporting that bullshit lifestyle. what makes me different? the same middle class stigmata, that mediocre attitude, the comfort of never really doing something. blabbing a lot.

what makes me different besides the fact that i proclaim myself as such thing?

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