sad.

oh well.

it’s just what it is.

you choose to be.

you can choose not to be.

i have no luxury of choices.

go on a hunt

for a sweet sweet virgin..

let her bear your son

and tattoo your name

on her life.

i wanna beat the crap outta you.

i.

want choice.

screw everything.

im not soft anymore.

im just in pain.

always.

and it makes me a bit nuts.

but funny thing?

no one knows the difference…..