One day I'm negative, one day I'm positive. When I wake up and feel the growing rage under my skin, I realize that I'm never content with either side. Something's going to pop out, fission is to occur, and a massacre is going to rage through my life.
But is it a massacre on me, or my opponents. Every time I look in the mirror I see my opponent.
Today I was neutral, watching everything swirl and murder around me. All I can do is grin, but it's a complex thing. I can comprehend it. It's odd.
Being neutral, means I'm finally content.
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- Cromequaz
- NYC, New York, United States
- Some dude, bored with his life. Trying to get something interesting to think about instead of the daily stuff. I like art, art is fun. I love music, it saves me. Love writing, duh. I love cooking, and I like reading (kinda). Photography is da bomb
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