Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Sleep tight.

Tick tock tick tock. My skin feels so fresh so clean so smooothhhh. This autocorrect can suck it. I choose not to write perfectly. I live to be imperfect. Being different is better than being the same. I wonder how many of us let something such as an autocorrect dictate what we feel, say, think.

How much of what we express is truly an honest statement of ourselves..?

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