storys, 5.

{boot up/*:*\ open notepad}

holy... what a mess, i should have never signed up for this shit.
"johhny get those fucking camras out'a here!"
shits a fucking blood bath.
cant think right about this.
need some fresh air.

2 hours later

"ok lets go over this again, what happend that night?"

i knew at the time it was a bad idea to be there, but i thought if shes there what could go wrong, you know, one of those party in the dark outskirts.
i always thought, ..."FUCK!, i cant do this."
{boots down}
son of a bitch, screen writing is hard im sure having a basic idea in the first place would be the smartest move, oh well.

so here i am again, sitting around waisting my time,for once i might have an unevent full day, lets read the news, boy died at age 12, car shooting down in south end, blah blah blah.

who cares, its late i got nothing to say and some movie is on, maybe i'll watch it. and maybe, i'll just delete.....