Monday, May 01, 2006


Slavery with a tin can

People see you differently when you're with a tin can.How they avert their eyes with shame,as if we were some form of judgement.How they confidently stride past us, yet embarrassment drips of them in pungent sweat.How some even avoid us,lepers with dropsy.I hate Flag day.No one ever donates.Here are my findings,who even donates:

Guys Girls
1)Machiks 1)Guys
2)Old people 2)Everyone else
3)People we know
4)People who know Flag day


How it embarrasses me that people hardly care anymore.

alone at 4:04 AM

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