ak mazais princis, pilns patiesiibu, taa arii ir, pat biibelee rakstiits kaut kas liidziigs, par ieshanu atpakalj neskatoties uz veco maaju or somehting along the lines. i just sort of feel intense resistance to the whole poor little methodrone concept suddenly, it's wacky really.

i guess it might be sort of a rite of passage, i feel like i need some sort of a passage to survive.