life is not a journey to the grave
with the intention of arriving savely
in a pretty and wellpreserved body,
but rather to skid in broadside,
thouroughly used up,
totally worn out,
and loudly proclaiming – “WOW, WHAT a RIDE!”

life is not a journey to the grave
with the intention of arriving savely
in a pretty and wellpreserved body,
but rather to skid in broadside,
thouroughly used up,
totally worn out,
and loudly proclaiming – “WOW, WHAT a RIDE!”

oooh mamma miaa
∼ sara
April 23, 2008
harschtcore never die and psychos rulez the world
∼ thomas
May 30, 2008