that concerned look is scaring me.
This is kinda wierd. but kind of cool. anyway, read it, its interesting.
"I've seen the best of my generation clashing skulls on football fields and exhaling plumes of smoke and scattered hopes and dreams to rise up to nothing. I've seen their eyes glaze over to images of professional wrestling and video games. I've seen girls turned into clones of models and pop stars, their minds into a hash of hash. Boys who hang and bang, churn and burn, crush and crash. They leave wreckage in their wake, but no waking for them. It's all sleep, a walking talking sleep, a daze for days and days and days, dazed for years left for life. Call the EMT, for we are the empty."
"I've seen the best of my generation clashing skulls on football fields and exhaling plumes of smoke and scattered hopes and dreams to rise up to nothing. I've seen their eyes glaze over to images of professional wrestling and video games. I've seen girls turned into clones of models and pop stars, their minds into a hash of hash. Boys who hang and bang, churn and burn, crush and crash. They leave wreckage in their wake, but no waking for them. It's all sleep, a walking talking sleep, a daze for days and days and days, dazed for years left for life. Call the EMT, for we are the empty."