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A guy, A guy, and A guy (3 guys)

There’s a big ass billboard by my house advertising guns. I’m not kidding. I found it a little distasteful but now it’s like whatever.

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I went there…I asked, what’s the best gun to murder people with?

He said, don’t do it kid. Off yourself if you want. Any gun’ll do.

Yeah. Maybe you’re right.

What’s wrong anyway? Why you thinking this nonsense?

You ever feel like, this world is not for you?

Everyday man. Everyday.

Yeah. Well I don’t know man. I can either commit suicide. Commit homicide. Or commit suicide and homicide.

Sounds like you’re deciding what to eat at a restaurant.

Haha. Oh man that’s good. It’s good to laugh, it makes me less hostile.

*someone in line is complaining because I’m taking too long*

Hold on. This guy is thinking about committing a mass shooting.

“Really? I was thinking that the other day! Real shit. Last month. I was like 80% gonna go through with it.”

What stopped you?

“Well this guy told me I was a fucking idiot. That didn’t stop him from selling me the weapon though.”

Hey business is business man. Business is business.

“So what’s up? Are you gonna buy something or what?”

No. Now I just feel hungry. Hey I just thought of something. If I kill myself, I won’t be able to have that really good feeling when you’re done eating or throughout eating, like you know how it feels good when you eat something fire? Hey maybe all 3 of us should go eat.

Fuck it. Why not?

“Yeah fuck it. I can squeeze it in. And I am a little hungry.”

And we can all hold hands and cross the street to McDonald’s. Yay!

Hey. Now you’re getting carried away…What’s your name?

Jose

*15 minutes later. We’re eating at McDonald’s*

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Journal

On Mass Shootings/Media Coverage

The only reason I wouldn’t want to do a mass shooting for promotion, even when I have nothing left to lose, is that I don’t want to kill innocent people. Which is to say, I don’t want to kill people who didn’t do anything to me. But I would kill someone who I thought wronged me in some way.

Mass shooters almost never get away, if ever. So you either have to plan for suicide or life in prison. Or the death penalty. What’s the difference?

My poetry would be popular and I’d leave behind a powerful message. But I would be dead. And if I’m alive, I’m gonna be behind bars – forever.

There are no easy answers in life. And if there is an easy answer then that means you asked a weak question.

That’s all for now.

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Poetry

Speak

I let a tarantula spin a web on my peepee
Hehe it tickles
Who ate the Skittles
Trayvon had when he was lit up
Was someone at forensics like, mmm yum?
When you hold a gun it’s like wow
I can kill someone with this, make it so they don’t exist
Lots of power!
I relaxed for an hour
Then started thinking sour
Then I felt like that song, like I heard someone say
I GOT THE POWER!
That cat-like screech
When I watched Game of Thrones
I felt really bad for Reek
I was like goddamn! That’s terrible!
I liked better Jon Snow’s parable
When he was flirting with that girl – that was so cute
Someone said a bully was waiting for me outside – and I said hold on let me put on my boots

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