В колонках играет - 2Pac & Biggie Tribute - City Clay

*falcetto* Caaaan
Anybody find me somebody to love?

Each morning I get up, I die a little, can barely stand on my feet. Take a look in the mirror and cry: Lord what are You doing to me? Well, I don't cry because I look weird or something. Nothing wrong here. I cry because I'm lonely.

When I began taking hold of things, I was stupid. I did learn something now. I learned there's no romance in homosexual sex for me. Just something like a form of masturbation. Never tried it though, but I see things happen. I see nothing wrong in being stupid about that for some time. Many boys that would've given their left eye for a snatch came to pleasing themselves, not quite each other, but cooperatively. Some went further.

"Life is endless discovering how foolish you were yesterday." (c)

The more I try to be happy, the more I realize: there's no happiness at all, it's just all made up. You're either all right or not. Nothing positive. Man, should I listen to less goth music!..

Then I thought if I was right. I doubted if I could even be right at all! Doubted if anyone's right! Doubt is not bad, but how do I make decisions?

"What is even God Himself has His own faith?" (c)

Blast it, grab today's picture and leave:
"Wonder where I've been all this time? Ask her!"