Drowning deep in my sea of loathing, broken
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Drowning deep in my sea of loathing, broken your sevant I kneel. It seems what's left of my human side is slowly changing in me.
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Ever since I joined the football team our love melts like a forgotten Glacier. Love sounds gay. I'm the best QB but instead of "passing" I say, "relinquishing" the ball. Coach says
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that I'm awfully uppity for a meathead quarterback who thinks love is gay. I say a guy can have a good vocabulary and still be a homophobe. I'm living proof, afterall.
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But I wouldn't say I'm exactly a bigot. Not really. I do think they should be equal, but have their own place to live, and so would we. That way nobody would be uncomfortable and
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everyone would stop arguing. Maybe the hippies would finally shut up, and go off on their own to hold hands and share feelings, and quit bothering us.
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That is exactly what they did. Each and every moon child, clutching their hands and walking away, their feelings already poised on their lips. I sighed. Good riddance!
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At least they left on their own accord this time. It's such a waste of my time to have to kill them individually and stack them like so much cord wood only to leave them at the
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landfill where they just bulldozed them under the surface with no ceremony. They could have at least played Taps on a cheep loud speaker. The worst funeral I have ever attended.
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I pulled an orange from my pocket and began peeling it, throwing the peelings onto the grave. I gave a mock salute and strolled out of the landfill on my way to
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the bus station. There was $10,000 in a locker, a hot babe ready to go, and a 'hound leaving for Cleveland at 3. He had been my partner, but now he was my ticket.
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- Started
- 2011-01-11 16:28:24
- Finished
- 2011-04-07 20:03:56
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