They are not here to hurt you, but now that your undivided attention is here, think of this as the one time a million seconds forgot to laugh. Maybe the problems were taken too far. But knowing the deed of the others, this was Port Avanti’s fate.
Too many heads looking down. We thought they were sad. But instead we found their attention to be often pre-occupied. Not really a frown, but the heads were down looking at a thing. The forces were often reminded to take fair action, because they wouldn’t know what to do if their attentions were free. The people were fragile in the void.
No one cared to look up. But I did. A bit too much. I looked up only to assume those stars have always been there. But do they shoot back like we do? Or, did. What they do is stay in the black, only reacting when we see the black.
Port Avantians, this is a new generation leading an armored regime. No one is here to make friends with you, we are here to show you something different. We understand different is’n’t felt, or impacting until the cause is yelling at them in their faces.
In this case, the PAPD brought out the guns on these mathafucka’s….
Born and raised in Portland, Oregon, Budd writes to encourage readers to explore the depths of their inner ocean, an unexplored self, because it's fun once you get through the emotional part...
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