Such read one of London’s walls, in a book about graffiti and urban coolture.
But I like to take a cheeseburger to go and eat it in front of the fancy gardens of snobbish restaurants while looking in the plates of honest paying customers, to see if there is any shade of guilt.
As seen in the TNB elevator, and as is in a picture I did not take.
My life is the same, but I am changing, allowing for the harmless occasional contradiction. I have been visiting the idea of writing about my past love and conquests.
Office slang for “I don’t know shit”.
Reality seems more and more like remembering the future.
(Today I know all) actions have consequences. (Furthermore, today I know) there is divine retribution with a sense of humour.
Disclaimer: this post is NOT about my sexual life.
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