"стандарден блог, aka претерано неинтересен ем досаден"
India,ego-trippin, blues skies, rainy days, longing for the summer, missing/hating my home-town, people passing by my window, ___________________ (fill in the gap)
вторник, април 06, 2004
But I, too, have ropes around my neck, I have them to this day, pulling me this way and that, East and West, the nooses tightening, commanding, choose, choose. I buck, I snort, I whinny, I rear, I kick. Ropes, I do not choose between you. Lassoes, lariats, I choose neither of you, and both. Do you hear? I refuse to choose