Why do I try to hide it anymore?
I'm not a gray-and-beige, 9 to 5 person.
I'm the air you breathe, the grass you walk on, the water you drink... I'm every fucking place you are...
If I could live in the middle of a goddamn sweaty rainforest butt naked, I would. America is a great country, but I'm not cut out to be a conformist. School, work, retire, die. Everyone does it. It's the American thing to do.
I'm a human.
I'm built for two things: to find food, and to not become food (thank you, Bobby Gaylor). That's it. There should be no more complications in life. Indeed, there are.
"The dirty looks, the drama, the bitches and the lies."
Fuck you Lacey.
How can I love you so much and hate you so much at the same time?
I'm losing my mind.
It's time I break free...
No comments:
Post a Comment