Saturday, September 21, 2013


Contain and content sounds alike but oppositely meant something. That feeling of containment in a bubble, in a cell, in a room, in a situation of utter stress and mayhem. Don’t you just wanna break free and just do something crazy? I want to just twerk. Gyrate Robin Thicke’s thick. Whatever. I feel you Miley. Haha. This is just unbelievably like an overwhelming infection that no antibiotic can cure.

I wanna do what I want, what I’m born to do, what I became. This is a waste of everything.

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