October 2011
5 posts
Suck it.
My second year first semester theme. It fits, really. I’m forced to accept things I cannot change, and sincerely hope and pray that “everything’s going to be okay.” One after another, circumstances stick to me like bees to their honey, stalkers to their prey, and sluts to their paying customers, biting me as if I’m the cookie of Cookie Monster. I’ve been eaten...