My body will never be free of language and neither will your mystery

Race is a metonym to culture.. That's what they say to make you feel better and persuade you that you're not a racist. The truth.. We are racists, we are sexists, we are shallow and we are the hollow beings just trying to get into that same mess as Guido in Dante's Inferno.

I will be here till I die and then you my precious sugar plum will realise that the string you tied around your finger is not for remembrance but there to extract your tooth to score some extra cash from the tooth fairy.

Whats the difference between frozen feet and hands?

I have come to the conclusion that I am a stagnant pool of water and life is the sun that just doesn't have the balls to shine hard enough to suck the pool of water dry.

Take that analogy bitches ;)