vultures

im so sick of all these sniveling, all bark no bite, self involved shit heads in syracuse. any sense of community or pride that i once believed in is dead. every last one of you fucks makes me sick to my stomach and i hope you die here where you belong, back stabbing each other, fuck each others girlfriends, stealing and lying to each other. you are all no better than the dirt you walk on, and when you're life turns to shit, or it already has, and you wonder why, just think back on all the shitty things you've ever done, or how many times you got on your safe and sound computer and acted like you had a  spine at all. 

whatever happened to DONT TAKE SHIT FROM ANYBODY. now everyone is so politically correct and quick to throw the non violence card whenever anyone actually tries to correct a wrong. you are all what is wrong with your lives and you only have yourselves to blame. no matter how much you smile in public, and claim to love all of your so called friends but would roll them over for a dime. you aren't fooling anyone and theres a reason you keep getting fucked over and left for dead. BECAUSE YOU ARE A TERRIBLE PERSON. you have no regard for the consequences and you still think cause it worked for you in high school that it will continue to work for the rest of your life. there comes a point in time where you can no longer skate through life and you meet a fucking wall called REALITY. 

you are not my friends, and i am not yours. do not try to talk to me. do not try to get to know me. we do not share the same community, we do not share the same air. a foot long perimeter around me is mine at all times and if you step into that i will feed you your teeth no matter who or what you are, from now on. i don't want to even have any of you step into my line of sight for fear that i may have to vomit. 

i hope this city burns to the fucking ground and you have to suffer watching your children die in front of your eyes. that is what you deserve. that is what you have coming to you. your life is empty and meaningless and it always has been, and no matter of tattoo's or piercings or hair dye will change that. you can wear a mask all you want but eventually its gotta come off and you gotta come up for air, and that is when we will be waiting to point you out for the piece of shit that you are. 

you are all shapes and scenery to me now. you have no content. you are hallow. i will not regard you with the respect of a fellow human being because in my 30 years of living here, i haven't known any of you to even be a human being. i hope the weight of your guilt and shame drags your body down slowly like it did your grandparents and you die with regret cause that is exactly where you people are heading. no one will come to visit you. no one wants to be around you. 

i'll devote my time to the few who have proven they are worth it. the rest of you are ants for the crushing, and that is a promise. there will be no more talking it out. you are on the other side of the line now, and killing you or ignoring you would feel just the same to me. you have no idea what it is to feel unsafe and in danger cause you insulated your shitty little lives around liars and people who would nurture that kind of bad behavior. trust me, if you want a yard stick to measure yourself out, i'll be that yard stick. come and see what you are made of, or better yet, come and see what i am capable of. 

you fucking cowards. 

die a prolonged and relentlessly agonizing death.