The irony is that we’re all born of flesh
Yet we assault the flesh that we love to look at
And abuse the flesh we love to eat
And change the flesh that makes us unique
And kill the flesh of the weakest links
A.
A blog about stumbling through life in your 20's
The irony is that we’re all born of flesh
Yet we assault the flesh that we love to look at
And abuse the flesh we love to eat
And change the flesh that makes us unique
And kill the flesh of the weakest links
A.