Wednesday, October 15, 2008
i saw the fancy placard in westroads mall
They say it was 'random and without provocation' but he was only nineteen. For some people life is so huge that you have to make it heavy for others or you don't exist. You fame seeking fucker. You ruined her job, her mind, and you have ruined her Christmas. She works at the make up counter and barely got away from you. The corporate assholes are going to pull out that tree soon.. the one you covered in blood along with the disgusting ornaments because the insensitive bastards are too damn cheap to just get another one that eight people didn't die in front of so she can work in front of it. She remembers people dead right at her feet and the fear. She told me she's really going to feel it when the ornaments come out. She said they never really cleaned them and you can smell the gunpowder and flesh. Eight hours of exposure to that, every day..can you imagine? There is soothing piano played and endless shoppers who walk around unaffected and she is living in fear for the day after Thanksgiving. Look around.
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