My name is Kiran,
I define nothing.
not beauty,
not patriotism,
not love,
not friendship,
not youth.
In the form of singularity and awkwardness..
I take each thing as it is,
without prior rules about what it should be.
Monday, June 16, 2008
Wax Worth.
Love me, because love doesn’t exist, and I have tried everything that does.
I have cultivated my hysteria with pleasure and terror.
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