I am not like you, you are not like me.
I will never try to be like you. And I like it that way.
I dress, act, and exist as myself, and the individual that comes natural to me.
"I exist as I am, that is enough."
I am the cough syrup and MDMA that slowly chewed your brain away until you were tricked into believing life was only supposed to be pretty for you.
Foot Ox, My Pickled Pigs Feet (via epilogueofacarcrash)