stick your long fingernail down my throat. i am puking soulless vanity across the floor! actually, i colored my hair dark brown. my mom, my sister & i i suppose anything could be taken positively or negatively. i feel so pragmatic these days. but i am continuously building a synthetic reality without prying nails out. i just do not know where to begin until my hollow sculpture caves in & i end up asphyxiating on concrete powder. GAME OVER. i am really fucking blunt & irrational. i fool myself playing genuine & introspective. we are our own worst autobiographers. index.html