It's not a measure of health

to be well-adjusted

to a profoundly sick society

( :I need you near me: )

I feel like updating this fucker randomly, whenever i feel i need to do something with all the things i leave unsaid...because its my journal and becuase i can!.. damn right!

[[once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem and he called it "chops ( Read more... )

smile, you fucker!