suicidal bomb


If I would say I made it, it would imply I was happily done with my critique? Of course I was not. I destructed everything. I planned to much to talk, and the things were too much for me. I was desappointed. I offended to people with thinking about someday. Someday they would understand me somehow, just now was not the time.

I was disapponted after my critique because all were vanished soon. I was expecting something happened in the studio like "exchanging stuffs" or "have a glass of beer," such thing.