Sometimes I do the most irrational things. Yet, I don't seem to see these things as irrational. It's everyone else that has a problem.
Hmm. Society is odd, I must say. What's wrong to them is normal behaviour for most people my age. . . I just happen to carry things a little far.

Or do I? I mean, I've taken notice of a pattern with my age group; rebel, rebel, rebel. Then it's time to be responsible for a moment.
How the hell does this work, anyway?

Well, the good news is that I really like my new tattoo. Whether or not any one else seems to. Why? Because it's fuckin' cool, and it's on MY body, not THEIRS.
- Fin.