Tuesday, 5 July 2016

Private Universe

I have my own world.
Apparently and obviously.
I don't like new people coming into my world.
But when you have your own world, you have to make room for reality (sometimes).

In my world, no one is a friend.
Not even my friends.

But they ARE my friends.

But to love me is to take over my world.

I guess this means I live in my head, because no matter the odds stacked against me, I'm still conceited.





Niggas, man...











~follow the buzzards~

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