She’s thirsty.

Restlessness transcends into pent up aggression as she stands up and rummages through her bag for her 8-inch tanto. She walks up to the short and stout one in front of her, perpetually munching on sweet things, grabs her hair and slits her throat. The blood excites her. The class bursts into chaotic frenzy, but…

People are people.

I give up on people. I give up on trying to help a people that are so blinded by what they see that they do not realize that they’re trapped in a bubble of delusions. I give up thinking that things would and could change; that they could somehow see what I see, but no.…

Insanity is a choice

Let’s talk about people. First, clear your mind, lest you picture me cynical. People are always talking about people. We’re talking about how great it used to be, or how great it’s going to be or maybe just how great it is right now. We talk, about people. In the world we live in today…