It's 5 am. It's too hot outside, and too cold inside. The last sliver of hope that maybe, perhaps someday, there'll be happiness in life was snuffed out. It didn't fade away, there was no gentle wind to pull the heat from the flame. Sudden, cold metal crashed onto the idea leaving only dirty soot and smoke. No one will remember the lapse of judgment.
Nothing of note really happened tonight. Me and a couple friends stayed up, stayed outside talking, realising that no matter how much we might love someone, try to do right, and be honorable; we're going to be fucked over my people who are too stupid to know what's going on around them and be hypocrites to themselves.
I did talk to Irish a bit, but the opposite of a fun catch up happened. So much for a last hope. Off to bed, to trudge on again tomorrow.
About Me
- Vic Viking
- Nacogdoches, Texas, United States
- Ranting, ravings, confusion, and confrontations! Hey, it's all part of the fun. I blog for me, but if you want to get to know me, then all you have to do is blog for you.
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