I am far more manipulative than you will ever realise.
I tend to rock a sneer that's comprised in it's entirety of a million miles of scar tissue and bitter memories.
You think it's hard to wade through life's shit without swimfins and the rattiest of undersized trunks? Try dragging these grudges while gremlins sit atop splitting stitches.
Someties the clouds have siver linings.... Sometimes only vomit spews forth from fire hydrants.
We're comprised of the same trash, you an' me. We both grew up little chagrins from oscar the grouch's hood and neither of us amounted to shit in the end.
Just two bits of crumpled paper racing from one side of the road to the polar repeatedly via blizzard wind as winter sets in and the sun ducks out of sight behind a burn out junky den of a 6 storey carpark in the sudden metropolis.
Orange Dust - Glitchcraft video
