Inside me is a black tornado

[Wisemon]

No tornados, I've got a yellow side (symbolic of warmth and fear) and a blue side (symbolic of coolness and cursing). The yellow side is my creative side, the side that loves, feels, and usually ends up getting in my way because I've got very little to keep its massive and seemingly impossible desires satisfied. It's the side that wastes twenty minutes with a crying session every time I hear "Everlong" (the couples thing, what I can't seem to get). When the yellow side sees happy couples, it might just wish them luck. Then again, it might decide that it's time to return to the side that most people see, the blue side, the cool, wiseass, sarcastic, angry, punk/grunge/metal, super smart engineering student. When I go straight from yellow to blue without the green in between, that's when I'm at my angriest. That's when stuff gets kicked, punched, charged, and broken. As you might expect, a crying session is usually followed by a kicking session. I try to maintain the balance, green, my favorite color.