Freaking Emo Kid

Saturday, July 01, 2006

Short stories are fun.

One day, as I was walking in the streets, I started to become wrapped up in the dark recessess of my mind, and once again became enamored with dark thoughts, dark dreams, darkness itself. Look at these parasites around me, fed by their ignorance, blinded by their obliviousness. Oh, what cancerous, festering blights upon the Earth they are. They need to pull their heads out of their asses, and wipe the crap off their face. It's my mission to be their reluctant, self-imposed savior. My poetry and guitar will be the solution to this problem, I am the only one who can do this. But, they aren't blessed to hear my music, the little-

Why, what is that!?

She's beautiful. She's... perfect.

Oh, blessed day. Look at how her blond hair, blond like wheatfields, fall down upon her perfect face. Words cannot convey how beautiful she is, but I'll attempt to, despite the fact that upon looking at her in person, it will be obvious that I have not done her justice. Nay, I will be committing a grave misfortune! I will end up smearing her visage, making it into a caricature of her former self, a screaming mistake declaring my ineptitude! People will swarm my helpless body, angred, will proceed to rip me to shreds! She will be there, clad in black and in tears, and I will die cursing myself so. I'm brought back to her with her glance. Oh, how the sun reflects her blue eyes, eyes I can swim in, get lost in, drown in, and be content. They compliment her hair perfectly, her yellow, shining hair, that falls down in even, orderly tufts. These blessed strands bob up and down with each step, gently kissing her face. They are to be envied. AH! SHE LOOKED AT ME! She blessed me with her beatific smile; a smile that men are rejuvenated by! Smiles, how I wished to be buried with those smiles. Her lips are beautiful; I want them to be benevolent and brush my face. Wow, it's... the epitome of beauty. There is an inherent beauty in the world! It IS beautiful!!! THE WORLD! I WANT TO TAKE OFF MY CLOTHES AND SHARE MY LOVE WITH EVERYBOD-

She passed me. With no second glance. Oh God, my heart. It's... shattered into a million pieces. I won't bother to pick up the pieces, in fear of cutting my fingers upon the shards.

...Life sucks. =(