Things that happen

Then he walked through the door. He was outside. Towards the truck, he went. Then he went back to the place he came from. Things occurred. Many feelings that could be described at this point. Looking back we all learned a lot. That I can tell you.

When he got back it was different. So many occurrences changed other things. Going forward it will be like the time he was going over to the place they used to hang out at. But now nobody is there and it makes him feel things.

take my money

Driving south. Bland green and brown, passing by, he is going south. As his vehicle stops it is at a place that matters. Things that matter to him are explained and elucidated. He is not happy and neither are you or me. Now it is not the time and he knows that you are not even watching anymore and they don't know he still is.

Deconstruct this, Derrida. You fucking asshole

Shit garbage I wouldn't wipe my ass with.

>THINGS NIGGA, AND STUFF
>I SAW SHIT MY NIGGA
>THINGS AND STUFF
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He picked up the order and walked to his car. October, the first real cold of the year. He zipped up his jacket. It was a familiar address. He turned right out of the parking lot.

...

They were conducting diagnostics. He was too. But he did not do good. He than went home and played starcraft. He did not have online. But burgers were being cooked. It was fall.