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Date Posted: 08:12:07 02/10/03 Mon
Author: TJ Raven
Subject: Destiny

// A small cramped club, packed deep with the sweating throng of humanity. Raver kids fill the dance floor, filling the air with a myriad of bright florescent colors. The music pounds its rhythm across the speakers as the dancers walk on the fires as it intends, reminding so many people why its their only friend.

Seated at a table is TJ, sipping from a glass of beer lost in his thoughts, red and blue police sirens flash across his face again and again. A young girl strolls by and asks him for an autograph, his fingers clench around the neck of the bottle as his teeth grit, he contemplates smashing her across her beautiful face, the image of her shredded face laced with glass delighting him, but he quickly signs a scrap of paper with a smile on his face and sends her on her way\\


Oh these disgusting little ass ticks, their very breath pains me so. I wish they all had one giant collective neck so I could choke the life out of it. I’m beginning to think that going out tonight may have been a bad idea after all. But seeing as how I was thrown out of the Paper Street Motel for the damage I did to the wall I didn’t seem to have much of an alternative.

// TJ takes another swallow of the beer, a muscleman rudely bumps into him without even so much as an apology, causing TJ’s hands to shake violently, he reaches into his pocket and grabs a cigarette, lighting it as quickly as possible and takes a deep drag \\

Brett, I used to be a poet once, but that was so many lives ago I wouldn’t even know where to begin now, I wouldn’t know where to begin a lot of things… my mind keeps replaying Stevens’ cryptic little message… A greater era awaits us all. My mind reels at the possibilities. Questions and Answers, A reason to live perchance, or just another false hope to keep me hanging over this bed of rusted knives?

Healey, I don’t even know why I’m going to destroy you anymore, it seems that it was something I needed to do once, but now? Now I’m not so sure. Not that I’m sure of anything anymore. I’m so lost in the middle of mental nowhere that its starting to become somewhere. Brett, I know your hell exists, because it’s my very mind. I have no idea what I’ve let myself become anymore. If I could take it back I would. But its too late for that. Because down here in hell everybody loves me. And that’s all that really matters to me anymore. If you won’t love me then you’ll love to hate me and really its all the same.

I envy your convictions going into this match, I hope that your God is real because one of us is going to be meeting him soon. If it’s you, you’ll have eternal paradise. If its me… Its just another battleground.

Life is overrated
Over appreciated
All our lives we have delayed it
We can be creative
A million ways to die
Death shouldn’t be evaded
Come on and join me in my Suicide.

Heh, I’ve still got it after all!

//Fade out,outro\\

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