i want to walk to where i can no longer see the streaks in the sky fly by the stars. the bright red cherry of my discarded cigarette still burns on the grass below; a short life lived by something that kills so silently. i hear the laughter of many and wonder to myself "why can i not laugh in such a way that would make the world pause". the destruction of time is what we need, it would force so many more people to be aware. but to be afraid is to be impartial to others, no matter why you are afraid. anti-social behavior leads to nights spent drinking alone under the stars. its sad to say but this is how its always been. what is even more sad, is that this is how it might always be. i got drunk in a field by myself tonight. i am antisocial. i generally suck at life.