Holy Fuck Life.

You are a FUCKING DOUCHE. (life)

Let me fill you all in as i'm about to fucking toke my brains out because I can't believe how much I fucking despise mankind right now if what I think is to be true.

This.

Fucking.

Ember.

Hey guess what!?

What!

That Ember has started a wild fire.
Trees are burning
Wildlife is getting caught.
Birds are falling from the air from the smoke.
Bears are becoming singed and their lungs are turning to scar tissue.
The heat has fucking risen to above a 1000 degrees.
It's reaching homes and developments.
Where children and families are sleeping.
 Their cries can't be heard because of the roar of the fire.


I asked Ember to go out on Saturday (today) with me and my mother. I wanted to properly introduce her. I was so excited. It would be the first time I had a full day with her to just do whatever we wanted. I went to work so fucking happy that i'd be seeing her that day. I felt like shit and thought of how I'd see her. It made me happy. It took me out from the pain of work and enlightened me. Everyone saw how cheery I was. Everyone saw how happy I became talking about this girl. My boss was happy, my co-workers were happy, people saw it on my face. This sense of being complete.  I saw a mound of paper work and think nothing of it. I put it off tomorrow because I wanted to spend more time with Ember. I left early leaving people at my work without help. I left work at 3.

Our protagonist: Babbeeeeee!!! 3:00pm
Our protagonist: I'm out!!! 3:28pm
Our protagonist: EMMMBERRRRRRRRRRRRR 4:36pm
[Facebook] Our protagonist: BABE! you got me so worried get back to me asap :< 7:30pm
[Facebook] Our protagonist: also... i talked to my mom about you moving in... she's actually considering it. 7:30pm
Our protagonist: BJ:OIJGRLKGJ 7:46pm

Ember: Did ahe really. I'm hanging out with a friend of mine in nyc:) plz dnt be mad. Kinda drunk  8:00pm

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Puff.


I wonder who she knows in new york, oh right that stalker guy who bought her a car. Right. I forgot. Thankfully she's just drunk and in a place she's never been to before. To think I was worried. To think that my mom and I starved ourselves waiting for her. To think I threw out all my plans for the day to be with her. To think of how I fucking asked my mom for her to move in with us. To fucking THINK that this BITCH loves me, is something as fucking STUPID as

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PUFF.

Believing that life could be as great as she made me think.