so grandpa is ok. sort of. he has an ulcer, but its not death, so +1 for the santagati’s.“Now I see Love / Looking for you in this other girl’s eyes / Time and all you took / Only my freedom to fuck the whole world.” – Sam Beam
Maybe you aren’t a liar, maybe I was harsh, maybe. Truth be told, i haven’t the heart to crush you with my emotions, to break you with my words, to wound you with my deeds. I look into your eyes, little narrow slits into your motherboard and processors, and with the smallest approximations of human emotions, whenever i recognize them, i melt. instantaneously.
what’s the point in having two blogs if nobody reads the other one? fuck if I know. -1 for me.