like, it rides fine. ye ?,
why do i have to wash it.
but neh, they will make fun of u.
n cheers to the fact, to heal, is to bury yoself. n be beyond all it.
maybe for us, it fair.
fair price of u for everything.
maybe its amazing cause it was shit,
“I lack nothing. I only needed myself.”
- Franz Kafka
maybe today doesn't exist.