4th july 2009 –
it’s a fucking good day to die
it’s a fucking good day to live for
i am starting to be concerned on what i am fucking looking at, am i looking for the moon or maybe i am completely oriented on the finger. (by the fucking way keep them fucking crossed, this will help for sure)
quante volte l’ho detto che sto lavorando su un disordine
i am a disorder
a pain in the breast.
i did it.
it is badly painful.