the more i live, the more i realize what strange creatures human beings are. some of them might just as well have a hundred legs, like a centipede, or six, like a lobster. the human consistency and dignity one has… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The Enemy Keep Tryin', But Can't Get Rid Of Me, Bombs Like Timothy, Arms Like A Centipede, Hoes Through His Door, Make Sure He's A Memory. — Ya Boy Copy Share Image
