When people mess with me because of my "strange" way of thinking, or when they tell me I'm crazy, I just think about which one of the two would last longer in a high security prison for psychopaths.
And yeah, it would be me.
Cuando la gente se mete conmigo por mi "extraña" forma de pensar, o cuando me dicen que estoy loca, solo pienso en quién de los dos aguantaría vivo mas tiempo en una carcel de alta seguridad para psicópatas
Y sí, esa sería yo.
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The noble art of mind.
RandomHere are the thoughts of a depressing person, with anxiety and a little bit of psicopathy. {English / Español}
