
“Il male ha la sua ora ma l’amore avrà i suoi giorni!”
Babyblues
Sette parole
“Il male ha la sua ora ma l’amore avrà i suoi giorni!”
Babyblues
da Sistema delle contraddizioni economiche
To make marijuana against the law is like saying to God made a mistake. You know what I mean? It's like God on the seventh day looked down on his creation: "There it is, my creation, perfect and holy in all ways. Now, I can rest. Oh my Me, I left fucking pot everywhere! I should never have smoked that joint on the third day, shit! That was the day I created possums. Still gives me a chuckle! If I leave pot everywhere that's gonna to give humans the impression they're supposed to use it. Now I have to create Republicans!".
Revelations