Fucking words. I rather prefer to believe in deeds not in words. It\'s easier to fake words than deeds. Obviously I do not claim that it is hard to fake deeds, but it is harder than to fake words.
There is one thing that is not possible to fake. There\'s no way to fool your own thoughts and your own will. I, myself, had tried to fool my thoughts, to fool my conscience but there is no such possibility, no such fucking option.

I am so bloody and deadly pissed. I would love to crash some bones, to punch until the flesh goes purple, to scream and to kick. Fucking anger, fucking jealousness, fucking irresponsibility.

It\'s a fucked up world, what a fucked up place,
Everybody\'s judged by their fucked up face.

Life is a fucking bitch, and surely I am far away from being it\'s pimp.