Be the fuck you want to be
You are only yourself
Everything ends
Even you
Me, open minded as I think I am, discovered myself surprised of a known lesbian to be a big fan of Vogue, which makes me fell a little bit stupid (what a fucking egocentrical asshole of a writting is this, well, I'm gritting a blog, which is assuming someome, somewhere, gives a shit about what I think or what I want him or her to think I think), anyway, the point of this turns out to be that I'm just that prick who gets mad by himself at the traffic from his 5 seats car. At least I known I'm a prick, and an egocentrical one, I guess that is a good thing, isn't it?