What I do when the world gets tough-
I see that those are fake abs
YOU ARE READING
I'm Starting To Think...
Poetry...that everything can come together. It can tell us what we are. It can tell us what the meaning of everything is... If you just smile, You'll see the whole world. Now just smile. {Warning: Old. Bad. Old+Bad= Very bad.}
The World...
What I do when the world gets tough-
I see that those are fake abs
