potatoesef

A human embodiment of a potato and a writer of life and love. I'd like to consider this life just like a potato.

Why?

Life is mostly baked, whenever things go out of hand under pressure.

Fried, On times when you feel like drowning and you have no one to hold but yourself.

Mashed, when every move you do is like being stucked on a same old bad day.

And most importantly, we are all just like a potato. We judge each other based on our skin. Just because it looks stinky and dirty, doesn't mean that it does.

You might be surprised what awaits you on the inside. Think again ;-)