Bad (and potentially life-threatening) Habits

In my room there is a desk. A big, spotless white desk. Then there are some crayons, a pumpkin spice candle, my laptop, paper, and other desk-ly things. Now, at times I'll find myself sitting there at my desk with nothing to do at all. Why do I sit there and do nothing? Who knows, let's not question the world's wonders.



Anyways, yes I sit there and do nothing. Without even realizing it I'll even pick up a crayon. And none of this ugly pea green colors or burnt brown. Ohno, I go straight for the pretty reds and yellows and so forth. Being that I'm a notorious pyromaniac who shouldn't even have open access to candles, fire, matches, or anything else that could burn I put my crayon over the flame.



I'm well aware that it could spontaneously combust and I could be burned alive (oh happy thoughts..) but that just doesn't quiet my need to burn crayons! It's not like I burn them to nothingness. No, I burn them until they begin to drip. And what do I do then? Well, I let it drip and splatter over paper of course! Now I have some interesting splatter paintings (mind you, if anyone asks how I made it I'm lying straight through my teeth).



Nowadays I've gotten a little bored with my paper splatterings. I've moved on to bigger, better things. Specifically, my once-spotless white desk. The top of it is now covered in splatters of different colors. Good thing it looks oober amazing!



xo;pyro-autumn