like it matters anyway
IT WAS the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair.
when the lights out, its less dangerous, here we our now, entertain us.
i am the son and the heir of a shyness that is criminally vulgar.

runaway from all your boredom, runaway from all you whoredom and wave worrys, cares goodbye.

james dean you legend.

james dean you legend.