fuckin fashion wiv a hard-on

nuthin is greater than the greatest love. except for a fuckin great garment that u know u look fierce in.
fuckin fashion is fuckin great.



it means nuthin to u, but a lot to me.
everybody moves on with life and its getting old that u lose people. i just hate it. its never anything fun about starting to care for someone, casue the next day they're gone or they're on their way. i just shut off if things comes to that.





sometimes i just wish that life was easy and that the feelings in life were even more simple. so u can just shut em off and do as u gottam please. and then the next day u dont have consequenses.
i dislike even more that people really think they can shoot off comments about u and laught it off as if nuthin is wrong or just minor inepropriate. and when u in the end bakkfire at em, they fall into some black whole of low self-asteem and even more black never-ending bunker of self-pitty. its amazing how people work and how much they think of themselves when they at the same time think they are less worthy than the rest of the gazillion millions of poeple that walk this earth. how they let things eat them up and dwell in it. and cover emselfs up in self-loathing, instead of just shutting up from the begining and just act like a normal person.

fuckerooos ... times 2!