Some time ago, while going back home from highschool I caught myself searching for people looking at me. That specific day I was wearing some of my nice rags. Anyway, I thought to myself, why do I care if people are looking? Why am I searching for their aproval? They are strangers for fuck's sake! That got me thinking quite a lot, it really did. Maybe, and just maybe, I like when people enjoy or l... » Continue Reading
While putting spikes on my shoes last saturday, I found myself wondering—why do I dress like I do? Why do I speak like I do? Why do I walk like I do? Of all the reasons I could think of, the first one that came to mind was her—the first woman I have ever loved. I'll call her D. I met D. in a cold November evening, at some spot where many unhinged teenagers gathered in my city. We didn't really get... » Continue Reading
I don't know why but lately I haven't been hanging out a lot, but this week was different, I actually hanged out not only once, but twice! And with various people. Which is quite surprising. There was a time where I used to hang out every day, there really was. And currently I don't know how I used to do it, now every time I hang out I need three days to recover, not kidding. Anyway, yesterday I ... » Continue Reading
So... I'm currently at school waiting for my biology teacher to show up. He's always 10 minutes late and when he finally shows up, he takes another 10 minutes to start the class. It seems like he wants to be here less than us, which is funny, in a way. He's this old man with this funny haircut, where the top of his head is bald, but the sides and the back aren't. He would look better if he decided... » Continue Reading