Wednesday, May 06, 2009
i don't know anything about love. you think i'd like to, and sometimes i would, but i think my ignorance in the matter will let me be bothered just enough to stir something nice. hmm, to make it clearer here's an example: getting hurt really badly cause of missing some sign but all the sudden depression would actually nurture some super master piece. how girlishly gullible.
i dont know anything about love and i act like i know everything, but that's a birth mark. some get it on their bums, others on their stomachs, i got it in a more visible place. i got a behavioral birth mark. mark rhymes with shark.
i also have strong opinions, with one p. strong rhymes with wrong. this blog is becoming mental masturbation.