Poison

Saturday night, i was making out with my computer, and this is it, our..... masterpiece.
With my mouse.

In my silence, in every blink of my eyes, i'm cursing you. You said i'm such a weird-individualism, who just sits on the corner and doodling on my textbook but actually I'm just tired with your doesn't-make-sense-daily babbling. You said it a thousand times everytime i don't want to talk with you. I kinda sick of this phenomenon and skanky activities, why we can't stay alone, and go socializing just at the time when we really want to do? And hey Aristoteles, I don't care, Aristoteles, i don't care with your Socialism theory. I don't yuckin care.

Yes, i made a badge :))