Broken device is better.
being ripped apart from the out-most individual piece of electromechanical equipment I had - my laptop, life seems way to good to be true. even if the beginning of this promiscuous semester doesn't really graduate with all A's, I can promise everyone that hope dies the last. life can be cheap as it comes. I think money has no value over the items we preserve as bare essentials. emotions can thrive our short-run decisions, but reasoning and calculated averages will do the rest, and undoubtedly will succeed. macro is closely related to micro, but we all are the creators, we can't overlook us-the roots of our existence. I just want to display the dishonesty that this dysfunctional society possesses around us. De-fragmented dolls that we are, non-melting-pot-soldiers that we have become, do we deserve all this negativism and abuse from our legislators? and i'm not talken about free will, fuck free will. I'm talking about solid, organized, and well-configure