Freerunner on the loose,
All
black and blue and bruise.
Roam
wild in the city.
Mad
perhaps, mad but free.
Some days it's hard not to hate myself The constant state of constant failure As if I didn’t take life seriously As if tomorrow didn’t...
:)
ReplyDeletewe're all mad here
ReplyDeleteJ'aime toujours autant tes textes courts, efficaces.
ReplyDeletePourtant j'étais pressé...(je sais, elle est nulle...je suis à côté de mes pompes...(encore plus nulle ?))
ReplyDeleteHa ha ha ! J'adore :)
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