Useless teardrops aren't enough to clean up some misunderstandings

Actually,when I usually decide to write something there,I'm not in the best mood.

But actually,it's so uggly to start with actually.

Today my mood's horrible,because I feel screwed.
A fuc*ing bitter taste of injustice,cuz I'm not the lazy guy I used to be.

I'm angry at everybody because everybody's just pissing me of,or maybe it's just everything.

And I'm not going to space my colons back or forth.

It's like you know,being the very best at something,and If not everytime,you never miss the spot.A solid and strong capacity that consistently builds this dirty feeling that you're invincible.And then you fall after one stroke.

And you're never ever able to stand up.

It's this kind of feeling ya know.

It's awfull,considering the hard work was such a pain in the ass.

It's not like you can expect me to bear a grudge against myself or something.

It just disgusted me as big vomit throw.

Recall the time of this nasty powerful idea ; cuz nothing

There's nothing left.

And it feels like the decay is about to start.

Don't annoy me now,leave me where I am;because you don't need me at all.

And I don't need you.

Anger is not much of a thing when standing next to indifference.

And it's precisely the reason why I can stop it now.

A butterfly is no more than a caterpillar

Writing things on someone's arm's so childish

I've got eyes problems for almost 10 years now.But I never put my glasses.

It doesn"t fit my good looking face.

So what?Is it to be arrogant?But I've been bullied for years when I was younger;and to make it worse;I was far from being beautiful.

Then suddenly,pop,nice face and everybody likes me.So I know the value of that;and incidently;I feel like I can tell these things.Everything's right beside me;everything goes well aside;even if I don't really think it's correct sentance.

But I don't feel like everything's so beautiful.Gosh I missed my exam once again;and calculating doesn't bring good conclusions.

The trip should be to launch soon.Past years,my bag was almost already done in my head.But today I have to face a closed door.

And the moon ain't enough.

It's quite hard to accept being stuck into a nonsense,and to be forced to write little pack of crap by my brain;instead of writing it as a whole.

Yeah fu*k off mini sausages.

"Sometimes,we all need rescue.

But where the f*ck is it going to come from?"

And so my eyes hurt.

Why haven't I found a correct title for this one?

Because every single thing left in my fridge perishes

I've got this bad habit of sparing food.Everything.I keep it for days,telling myself "gosh,you're hungry but in a couple of days you'll be able to make your belly explode".

But it's the same santence every single time.So at the end,I never eat.

And food perishes.

I keep believing life's the same crap.You keep waiting,waiting;with some "tomorrow will be fine";and you end up never doing anything.Especially with girls ya know.

"Oh she makes me become crazy,I can't sleep without dreaming of her,I'm really in love with her.But no,I won't go;I ain't got any chance anyway."

Man,it's like saying you ain't got a chance with this chocolate cake.You keep it for later;but in the end;it will be gone forever.

Ok,very awkward comparison.

Time is all about in our societies.Men invented it to be able to despise something.And it worked perfectly well.Time's such a bastard that after two weeks's time,my beard is long enough for me to hurt myself shaving it.Fu*k off.

Time is what you need when you're in love,even when it's mutual.Cuz there ain't a chance for love to last for a lifetime.

Almost no chance.

The later you fall,the better it is.

And the harder it will be.

Obvious contradictories of the humans referential;cause time is hunting you while you can't master it.

And if you can,congratulations;

you're certainly the most boring man on earth.

Looking down is hard as it feels forced;as time goes on and leaves everything behind in a selfish manner.

Even you.

And especially me.

I've never understood the interest of bonus tracks.Even if they're good,why no to put it along with the normal songs?And if it's a piece of shit,why not kicking it off?

It doesn't make sense to me.

I do really feel like a bonus track at the moment,crap.

Mathematics are just like Bingo,it can change your whole life with numbers

You know how powerful Mathematics are.So many numbers,theorems,and weird named people.

I never understood why Pythagore,Thales or Al-Kashi.

Hey,come on,Bob would have been just fine.

Even in their names,they want to complicate things.

Because,be honest:Maths is a difficult thing.Please teachers,stop telling us "Maths are so simple,nothing to learn,everything is just gonna come in your mind when time comes".Stop joking.

You're telling us "go on step by step,you'll find it at the end",and tell me it's an exact science?Stop to take the Mickey out of us plz;we're not Disney caracters anymore.My mind is just like Scream when I look at you.

Cuz yeah,you're the demonish slaves of the Devil.Beating us to death with arithmetic and differential equations;torturing us with implicit surface.They just want us to die in the name of the great Mathematics.

But in fact,what is Maths about?

It was built on nothing,all on an invisible truth that we should all believe in.But,the f*,the harrass us with their invention and do not even accept a single mistake in the process.Like,you know,the delicate question of the division by 0."Oh non,you can't""Why?""Because you can't".

Would you mind please explaining us why?And not wit all these fabulous demonstrations like 1=0"Impossible";it just comforts me into my idea you don't know what you're talking about.

If I tell my little brother "I take your chocolate" and he answers "Why?";it's because I'm hungry.

I've got a formal reason,maths do not.

They invented something and when it's wrong,they say "exceptions".

D'you know why we love to hate Maths?

Cause you love to make us hate it.

Abstraction is just an exercise of your bored minds.But me,when I'm bored,I don't go piss the other off.

Here is a bit of a conclusion I think;a boring stuff invented by even more bored and annoying guys.

Men,why didn't you do the same way I do;when you're bored,do useless things.

Not annoying ones.

The truth is that I used to love maths;but teachers teached me how to hate them.

However the day will come when your realm will crush.Maths are just like GrugeAlgo.

Invent it and think it's your greatest success ever.

And wait for it to swallow you and become unstoppable.

God's lazy as he doesn't stop wars.

Maths are horrible as they don't let me sleep.

F*ck you extrema.