i know who i am and where i belong... i am zeffian and i designed myself... i belong within my own flesh and bone. the end.
i have wings made of paper and a vengance made of steel. as hard as i try, the truth can always be seen in my eyes. i live on whim, i believe life is best experienced through extremities. i smoke like a chimney. i drink too much whiskey. i paint. i no longer sleep.
we all trade liquor for love. i dont believe in it.
http://loveshambles.blogspot.com/
love will be the end of us all



