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Humanity's last hope's Diary
by Humanity's last hope

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Eat a sack of baby d;cks

02/19/2010

Footsteps.
Purposeful.
Intended.
They want your attention.
They're catching up.
Pulse pounding.
Not fear.
Testosterone. Adrenaline. Poised aggression.
Like a turtle with a worm tongue.
Swim closer, little fishies.
It's defenseless.
Getting closer.
Okay now.
Hoodie off.
Hand in pocket.
Don't let them see the blade yet.
Let them make their move.
They keep walking.
Did they see the blade?
Or the indifference to them?
Or the tattooed muscles?
Maybe I'm just paranoid.

previous entry: I Feel my shadow changing, stretching up and over me. Soften this old armor.(Pic,people. Pic.)

next entry: I found these shifting hours mistakenly used up.

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