Freewrite

A cinder block of shame, felt thoughout the world under my house. If you felt that some people are just never going to change, you must realize that its you that is not going to change. An ant walks on the hot assfault, can he alone not taste the cold war that is among us? I want to hide, or my its just that I want to run but can't. Look its a thing... I know I am not the smartest person, but hey I can type on a laptop and do most of my stunts. After all this I just want to go back, go back to 7 years old, run down the street in my three wheeler. Those were the days. Singing is what I did, I song because its what felt right. I could sing whatever, I dont think I had much of a voice, or... I can drive fast, talk slow, and fuck gently... did I mention you have nice shoes, wanna ....? Ok well, not saying that this world is fucked or anything, but damn we have some problems to work out. I was watching the news when this girl said that this man raped her. He left her in a sewer drain and took off, this is not his first time, there had been many before him. I cant get my hand accross my face fast enough to say some thing that is undone. undone is a word I dont use much... cant really say much on the word itsself, but I can go on about homeless people in the city. There was this black man I saw once, he was walking around in circles and say giberish. I would have loved to known what the hell he was saying, or at very least know his condition. There is so many people out there that just should not be there, bad men... I was always told there were bad men out there as a child. How come there was never any bad women? There is mom and dad, you forgot to mention that to me. That would have been some important information to know... considering my history of relationships. Bad, good, and mostly forgoten. In the past is where it should be. I had a dream about going to germany last night. I was trying to buy rare alcohal or something to that affect. I remember having just enough money to buy a few things and could not make up my mind.... I would talk to many people, they all spoke english. But when I commented on this in my dream, I found people that did not speak english...