Sunday, 8 March 2009

who are you and why are you in my bathroom

i saw myself cry in the mirror today.

i didn't even recognise myself.

Sunday, 4 January 2009

great escapes

i need to get away from this place man.

i swear that i wasn't born for the western world and i wasn't born for the year 2008. i'm disturbed by everything because suffering is not okay.

the pain of entire nations is literally stitched into my clothes because the labour is cheap and they have no other choice.

what the fuck does this make me?