"well beyond the very human wish for an easy life, i wish for an honest life"

'

... they use my head to avoid slips... my sternum to perfect their upper cut




Thursday, November 18, 2010

There's a hole in my head where the rain comes in..

I don't know why
people keep telling me
I'm weird



I mean,

just look at me.
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