starving… rummaging around… i mustered up a mcketchup packet… rip the top off… put it in my mouth n suck… n fuck yea…
ima relish this
i do another line of crushed up adderall
inside my car that i'm livin in,
outside the library
ssnniiff
i look at my face in the rear view mirror, and laugh
( i am so depressed )
windows rolled down, it’s hot
i watch a guy and girl passing by
he's tall, buff, mean looking
gurl sees me
gets excited
(??)
says, shrieking
"ARE YOU JOHNNY SCARLOTTI?!?!"
"um, sadly, yeah"
she jumps up and down
comes over
the guy follows, looks annoyed
“pardon the whip,
rari is in the shop”, i joke
guy looks upset
she grabs one of my books (!!) from her bag
says "can you sign this for me?"
"sure" i grab the pen from her
"your name?"
"Naomi" she says, handing me the book
it's all beat up
suffered a lot of water damage
i can't help it
i make a joke
"did you get pussy juice all over this or wut"
guy looks mad
he puts his arm around her like she is his property
like he's scared of me stealing his mcchicken
"relax, i'm not gunna take ur mcchicken", i say
"what?" he says like a bitch
i say back to him
"shut up bitch"
oops, haha, i shouldn't have said that,
i donno wuts gotten into me lately,
this guy could easily kick my ass
he says
"the fuck did you just say, faggot? reaching back like he's going to hit me thru my open window
oh shit, what do i do
"you wanna fuckin go? get out of the car!" he grabs my car and shakes it
“what!” he screams
he elbows my side mirror, snapping it off
“the girl says chill chazz!!”
“you’re real tough” i tell him
he spits on my back window
“fight me”, he begs
“no…”
oh yyeahh
i pull out my new pistol
(a reeal sexy model
reliable for blowing your brains out)
guy gasps, puts his hands up
"woah buddy, u win" he says, stepping back
“please don’t shoot. please”
i don't really know what to do next …
"BANG!" i scream and he dives to the ground
i give the girl the book n pen back
“sorry about that” i say
starting my engine
girl says "wait, can i come with you, he's not my boyfriend"
guy's back on his feet "what, i thought we were together" , "babe" he pleads
"no, you're a stupid asshole" she says
i open the passenger door for her
she hops in
i point the gun at the guy again
“BANG!”
he falls to his knees, like he's just been shot
a dark stain grows out of his crotch. it looks like blood but it’s probably just piss…
and we leave.
guns are pretty cool
/i look her up and down,
damn, i'm in the mood for a mcchicken
/pardon my outfit, i tell her.
it’s laundry day, i lie
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