Think of the word “atrocity”. You probably don’t know what it means, but it is a good way to describe the contents of this story. Go back. Back to the old west days. You’re probably thinking of gunfights, and cowboys, all that stuff. Well, everything has a darker side. Even cowboys had things that go… Continue reading For Pete’s Sake
I thought we were friends. just having a good time so many memories Do you even give a damn? It was me and you all the time now, you betray me for someone new How could you? but thats right, isnt it you dont give a damn Just fuck all the plans you and I… Continue reading Bitch
It was just another day. Hanging out with your friends Laughing and having a good time,
We worked on the top floor of a high rise office block. I had a boring job, sorting out files on the computer. Y’know the really shitty work. I had about 10 work-mates up there. Well I couldn’t really call them “mates.” There was this one woman though. Louise.
this is the follow up to “parents who should be shot” well when i last left you guys my mom was bitching about everything. . . and i found out why. . . my mom is bipolar . . .
I dug my way threw the painfully crowded hallway, fully aware of the eyes watching my every move…I nervously tugged at the belt loops on my pants, looking down at my feet…. Listening to the clatter of my chains whisper threw the emptying hallway, was I in my own world, I could hear the music… Continue reading I push my way around the crowd