Ferrari
Number of posts : 14
Age : 35
Location : School, Home, Streets, no matter where i am i am killing someone
Registration date : 2008-04-12
 |  Subject: Hunting (anyone)  Sat Apr 12, 2008 10:05 pm | |
| I ran thru the city. My neck was bleeding. I had no shoes. I had no weapons, except my bomb shell. I found a bar, and walked in. Some guys, on stools turned around and looked at me. I stared at them, challengeing them. They lost interest, and turned away. I searched for a drunk, weak person. searching...earching.. The parasite was staring to tear my insides apart. | |
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