breathing.
the air. and everything.
even it stinks
and i have to throw up.
going.
the whole way. and everything.
even i walk into shit every second step
and nearly slip.
loving.
the temptation. and everything.
even i am fucked
as soon as i yield to it.
fighting.
the whole time. and everything.
even i get hit by a fist over and over again
and get knocked down.
i live.
Mittwoch, 27. Juli 2011
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