There are some things that I don’t know how to talk about. So I write.
There are some things I can’t say. So I write them.
Things hurt, things feel awesome, life goes on, I write.
I write a lot. For my self. I do a lot of drawings too. Well, you know that.
How strange is it that after all that we are strangers again?
There are some things that I just can’t write. So. I show my penis instead.