For Fun
F*ck off.. Content Warning.
We come into this world soiling ourselves and rest under that same shitty soil once the lights go out for good.. When you see me do not ask me "What do you do for a living" I exist in my mortal shell for the time being, nothing more nothing less.. Careers come & go.. Money is earnt money is spent. Love is gained and love is lost.. Once was young now is old.. Obtain my drift ?..
By Armand Slayer4 months ago in Poets