Ægrus Somnium

just survived another fucking family day, the womans white trash side of the family showed, you’d think they’d learn now that no one can stand them, they all sit to one side and no one mixes in with them, as with most white trash the woman have no teeth and the men are wearing wife beaters or have their fucking sleeves on a short sleeve rolled, then i had to avoid her fuckin mother whom i really can’t stand, she was tryin to bribe the woman with some fake as jewelry she bought on ebay hopuing she’d take one of those pieces instead of the one she’s supposed to be getting, then of course the ritual of walking the park to see the vendors and shit once, always and only once or i think i’d start killing people, first problem, we pass by a booth of body jewelry, no one working it has any piercings, save for the normal 24g earings (for the dipshits who don’t know gauges, 24 is what you get at any store in the mall when they take the gun and give ya an earring, or ya do it at home with a sewing needle, next up, some fucking tool wearing a lame misfits shirt, shorts and like calf high hot topic combat boots storms on by doing the “angry” walk, fucking tool, oh, forgot to mention, on my way into the park some kid with one crossed eye was giving me the stink eye, ok buddy, think, you have 1 good eye which means your depth perception is all fucked up, douche, if i wan’t the passive individual i am i woulda smacked his other eye crooked, ok, back to the park, next we come to the fucking shitty live music, think it was a 4 or 5 piece, tryin to look all fucking rockstar playing flying v’s, you don’t get a flying v unless you think your a rock star, its a shitty design, and they’re like all wearing camo shorts, headbands and or leather pants and covering some shitty song that songs like avril lavigne, yup it was bad, finaly i cross paths with the first of the usual many kids who think they’re fucking cool with a emohawk (emohawk is a kid with a full head of hair pulled to a mohawk in the center, it’s the whole, i wanna pretend to be cool but not dedicated to shave my head for a mohawk, plus mommy and daddy would kick me out if i couldn’t comb it down before they see it) another fucking tool, gorw a pair, listen to some real music ya dick, then of course we passed the fucking “body jewelry” place again on the way out, words of wisdom, never buy jewelry or get a piercing/tattoo from someone that doesn’t have any on themselves, they have no idea what it’s like without experiencing it and the jewelry is generally shitty