my name is Buford T. Justice, and im gonna git that sumbitch.
hmm...
i cant wait to dissapear from this side of the country.
there will be few who understand.
many that will lie in the dark, picking at their sores underneath their feet un confusion as to why a rusty nail would curse them so.
lick their own wounds and forget of others, for the pack mentality disperses whence one wrongs another.
crawling from the cave, it is found that the moon may also eventually show itself to the other side of the sky.
crying to it, in its infinite wisdom, as it sees all that lies in the darkness...
wandering from the pack, a confused pup makes its own way through the murky wilderness...waiting for all that may be explored.
wondering as to what it will find in this abysmal depth of the forest, a light glooms beyond the tangled mass of vines and blackberry bushes.
the lights are of a fire deep within the woods, and the young pup sees something that chills its young body to the very bone.
another of its pack, is tearing at a creature which he has seen before. he was always told to stay away from such things, for they often carried deadly things...such as the exploding sticks, and drove the metal creatures that once almost put an end to his dead mothers brother.
a low screech uttered from his throat, and the other of its pack turned his head quickly to see what it was.
it was its father.
its father who he had thought to be dead for several years.
snarling, the hulking wolf finished tearing out the foreign creatures neck, blood oozing from its maw, its chest pounding heavily, it uttered a low growl, emanating from its gullet.
it knew not to run...for that would be indeed foolish.
things are going ok.
dont ask me what that was about.
i myself dont know.
getting a bike soon.
hopefully.
most likely.
selling the truck.
i cant wait to leave this state.
outta here.
yep.
other things are going...confusing.
oh well...fuck it.
i cant wait to dissapear from this side of the country.
there will be few who understand.
many that will lie in the dark, picking at their sores underneath their feet un confusion as to why a rusty nail would curse them so.
lick their own wounds and forget of others, for the pack mentality disperses whence one wrongs another.
crawling from the cave, it is found that the moon may also eventually show itself to the other side of the sky.
crying to it, in its infinite wisdom, as it sees all that lies in the darkness...
wandering from the pack, a confused pup makes its own way through the murky wilderness...waiting for all that may be explored.
wondering as to what it will find in this abysmal depth of the forest, a light glooms beyond the tangled mass of vines and blackberry bushes.
the lights are of a fire deep within the woods, and the young pup sees something that chills its young body to the very bone.
another of its pack, is tearing at a creature which he has seen before. he was always told to stay away from such things, for they often carried deadly things...such as the exploding sticks, and drove the metal creatures that once almost put an end to his dead mothers brother.
a low screech uttered from his throat, and the other of its pack turned his head quickly to see what it was.
it was its father.
its father who he had thought to be dead for several years.
snarling, the hulking wolf finished tearing out the foreign creatures neck, blood oozing from its maw, its chest pounding heavily, it uttered a low growl, emanating from its gullet.
it knew not to run...for that would be indeed foolish.
things are going ok.
dont ask me what that was about.
i myself dont know.
getting a bike soon.
hopefully.
most likely.
selling the truck.
i cant wait to leave this state.
outta here.
yep.
other things are going...confusing.
oh well...fuck it.