Keith
Englis hclass
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Fuck this dude
I fuckign hjate guns dude they’re so fucking scary anytime i open up my cabinet im a fraid there’s guonna be a talking gun whoi says :boo” and then i get really freaked out so i dont open my cavine.t an d it’s like fuck man i keep my bowls there. How am i gonna eat my cearl now. I instyead just dump theentire cereal box onto my bed because fuck it man i dont really know now.
Second partagraph let’s hit this shit i rally enjoy looking out my window and guessing who’s concealed carrying my future child. I like to imagine but then i close the sheets and realize im all alone oh god.
Im sick of guns dude these guns are causing all the problems in my life like my dad has a ranch and he shoots things with guns and im scared he’s going to become so disappointed in me he’ll put his guns in my house. And we all know how scary that would be for me.
Regardless i now envision a gun free future where instead everything is replaced by toy-guns aND oh FUCK THAT IS TERRIFYING GET ME OUT OF THIS THOUGHT LOOP IM STUCK IM STUCK IM STUCK IM STUCK UFUCK FUCK me imjust gotta breathe im breathing now it’s ok everything is real and where it should be im lying in bed and meditating to the sounds of gunshots let me just think about it for a while.
I think im ok now at least im not sure. Some days tyou get outta bed and close your left eye and forget aboiut it so you’re walking aroun d with one eye shut all day. Or a wekk. Imayube a year? Year feels too long i don’t like logng lik ethe LONG baRRELS OF GUNS FUC K . ok not happening again im ok now let’s just stp thinking abotut - - - - -
I bet a could replace all the people in my left with bullet casings i bet i could replace the spark they put in my life with gunpowder i bet i could replace all of my emotion s with the crack of a gunshot. All of it comes down to the life worth living at the end of a barel buddy. Hey im thinkin gb aout big government reform my roommate is taling to me now i bet i could replace him too with like a really big gun and then he’;d be gone. Hmm future plans for family time include shooting up my dad’s ranch i don’t like my dad. I wish my dad would replace me with guns i bet he thought his guns wer e a better son than i ever was. I bet he videotapes his guns and plays them bacjko n vhs and says “ man look at these great memories” with me ani nthe room and im likee dad you just shot the tape iwatched you film your guns standing still for an hour. And he gave me a mean look and i think he left a pistol under my pillow im scared i cant sleep eyes oare no longer closed for years they’re open for decades. Can’t keep my eyes open to the guns.
These days iwear noise-cancellign headphgones all day long incase i hear a gunshot. I’ve moved out in the woods because im agraid fo anyone possibly having a gun and waiT WHAT ABOUT HUNTERS II DDINT THINK ABOUT HUNTERS i need to wear orange instead of this deer suit im fucking terrified now.
Shit WHERE AM I this aint the woods i was just in my little brother’s room in his small scale replica of the woods in our backyard which is just a couple of trees im afraid for my life in ehre maybe my ad is playing hunter and he put me in this deer suit.
I wish i had a dad that loved me even if he did put me in deer suits.
