So... I was bored in Social Studies. Like you know that feeling when you're listening to someone talk and your hands are itching to do something? That was me. So I ended up ruining the cover of my notebook— the one that contains a lot of the first drafts of the poems and writing I published here. (I titled it the same as this book because 1) I really like the title and 2) there is as much random trash in there as there is in here so it fits...)

I've been using this notebook for a bit more than a year and it has traveled to many places with me... sorry for all the folded spots and stuff. The white blob at the bottom is my real name XD Sorry for being paranoid haha

I did this with metallic gelly rolls and they don't work as well on this surface and took forever to dry... I was walking around, holding this thing, not trusting anyone or anything to hold it for me and not smear it. I must have looked like an idiot.

Anyway, enough of my blabbing. What d'ya think?