Like a weed, naturally, as a matter of course.
Goddamn it feels good to be on track with my self worth. Through all this you'd think I wasn't getting anywhere.
But truly I've found myself again. The right way. The subhuman self, oh how I love her dearly.
"One girl, swaying alone, stroking a cheek..." But who could ever want a greater dance partner?
To my dear friends. I'm finally seeing what you all do.
The truck is I stopped wearing masks a long time ago.
My beauty was a mirror. One that showed you a version of yourself that you're truly afraid of. Unfortunately for you that's the one I fell in love with.
Life (REFLECTED)