Now you see me for who i am.

hussel my invention.

As he was slowly puffing his cancer stick (reds as he'd prefer)and i was slowly nibbling my weight gainer cookie, i suddenly came up with an idea. An idea to create P.I.E. The ultimatum. His opinion: Probably 60% won't happen. He was right. Maybe. Nether the less i'll go for it. I'm gonna come up with an idea and prolly come up with something inventive and original. Punk glam as i would like to call it. I looked at him with so much excitement, purposely enlarging my eyes, just to show him how shiny my eyeballs could get. and he just
laughed. straight. at. my. face. widening his huge mouth filled with tons of saliva.
As you all have guessed. My eyes eventually shrank to it's original size. Slowly but surely, there might be a slight chance of hope he said. finally. thanks.

Just what i needed.

♥g.d.t