Saturday, September 24, 2011

Rebel, Rebel.

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I don’t. Give a. Fuck.
Stress was fueled by limitations.
Confusion brought on by thoughts of acceptance from society.
The sidelines.
That’s not ladylike. Proper business etiquette.
Normality is a coincidence.
A common joke.
Sometimes I forget how much I don’t care.
Shouldn’t.
Won’t.
I was put on this earth to shake shit up. No more. No less.
Why settle? What the fuck are you so afraid of?
I'm selfish.
"God", Gold, (Not Pictured/Coming Soon) & Glory.








Peace. Power.
Control.

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