sábado, 1 de noviembre de 2008

Right as rain

And then, again, once more, and maybe forever,
im tired
of everything.

Who wants to be right as rain?
I want to be a killer,
an awful mean guy,
travel killing people for money that i would waste in bitches just
to see them touching themselves.
A really bad guy,
the big bad guy.

Because Love is the big lie in the history of humans.
There's no Love.
Just appeareances.
Just animal instinct of sex.

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