Tuesday, 14 September 2010

This is why we can't have nice things.

I like those ambiguous people.
The ones who you take a second glance at, or a few minutes of scrutiny, to decide their gender.
And even then, there's that doubt in the back of your mind.
I like that.
They're....different. New. Undefinable.
A product of the revolutions.
A hybrid nobody knows how to get truly close to.

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