let me show the world what i am made of. I was told living was all about not becoming some print out that came out of the copy machine but some limited adittion with a copywrite stamp on the backside.
my brain is not some archetype for you to fill the spaces of. i'm not some idea bank you can go to and pick out of when you're feeling ų̠̈̔ n͍̈̇͜ i̘̺̐̅ n̗̜̽̓ s̼̜͠͠ p͎̱͂͆ ĭ̼̠̋ ȓ̺͕̕ e̢͙͐̎ d͎̯̀͐ i do not crave for fads but indivduality that you destroy within the hours of release; not even letting the *** simmer before you douse it in flames. my innovation nothing but a trend no one knows the origins of.
i am not some carbon copy so stop making me into one