Sun, 01/04/2015 - 12:36 -- ssolin

I speak without filters, what comes to mind is said.

I dream without filters, what is wanted is achieved.

I see without filters, what I like is kept. 

I live without filters, what I do, is what I do.

I revole around being filterless.

I'm not here to impress you.

I'm here to impress myself. 


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