I grew up on the premise of sacrificial,selfless love
which carried me to empty fields and broken dreams.
This year, I am taking a bit of selfishness with me.
My mouth is split just as yours,
so if I have to jump over your head for my bread
get out of my way.
Especially if you are among the many who are building bricks walls on my chances.
Source:
dict.space.4goo.net
Quiet is invalid in this house.
Unity is uncommon in this household.
Audacity is a subject of great importance,
Row-row an aka in my language.
Reality is defiant in this domain.
Exaggeration is always a must.
Love! Oh my! Is this present?
Sincerity! What! I’m not hearing you.
Omission now that is great.
Mercy I doubt that,
Everlasting peace, now that is ironic.
Yelhispressing 