I spat at the ground, hitting an old graffiti i drew on the ground, the usual shit punk assholes does.
Another day, another same boring day.
It's fucking sickening.
Well, cigarettes usually washes the boringness away, but it doesn't seem to be doing the trick for me anymore.
I need new people to fuck.
I drag my expensive, shiny loafers that contrasts with my punk attire, towards the school.
I fucked almost everybody hot, in this school. No kidding.
Well...not really.
The clouds spreads apart and bright sunlight shines out.
I narrows my eyes, apparently not happy about the uninvited sudden sunlight.
Fuck,,,
I haven't seen somebody yet.
He never came to school.
Well, i guess he's fat and ugly then, because he doesn't want to show himself up.
Oh, how wrong this boy was!
