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((___)) ((___))
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[ x x ] cDc communications [ x x ]
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\ / presents... \ /
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(` ') (` ')
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(U) (U)
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...a Slayer kind of day...
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by G.A. Ellsworth
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>>> A CULT Publication......1988 <<<
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-cDc- CULT OF THE DEAD COW -cDc-
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"It's a Slayer kind of day," he thinks....
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Feeling dejected, he thinks about his friends all getting together and
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doing the things they know he loves to do, without him. Left out. Shit, this
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is worse than high school, or at least just as bad. Thinking back to when he
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felt he had no friends, no one to talk to, no one to bitch at for making him
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feel this way but himself.
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"Shit, I don't know what is going on, but it feels like a conspiracy.
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Everyone against me. What would happen to them if I killed myself, (not that I
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COULD do it...) I just wonder who would cry the most. Who would cry and who
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would feel bad. 'I should have done something... I saw it coming,' they'd lie.
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Or maybe they'd figure it out... I wouldn't leave a note, just do it... let the
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guilt fall upon whomever excepts it... could I do that to people I love and
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want to love me back? Why should I end it for myself if I'm mad at them?"
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Sulking in his room with the stereo ripping through his brain he sits.
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Slayer is screaming about death and gore and scary things....
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"Geez, I wish I could express what's inside of me when I see them....
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I could just tell them all to fuck off... then they'd be really friendly, huh?
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I could tell them I feel left out and play the role of the loser. I don't have
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any friends," he wines to himself, "I've just got me and that's not all that
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great... I've got my records and I've got my computer. I could lock myself in
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my room for another six months and not do anything. But boy, I'd sure love
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myself for that abuse... sleep twelve hours a day and order pizza instead of
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going to the grocery store for some real food... boy, when I start thinking
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like this, it's definitely a Slayer kind of day... they can scream for me and
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I'll just sit here and thrash in my room...."
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_______________________________________________________________________________
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Behavior Modification.....806/793-9462 The Dead Zone.............214/522-5321
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Demon Roach Underground...806/794-4362 Dragonfire Private........609/424-2606
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Question Authority........715/341-6516 TacoLand II...............517/337-7319
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Tequila Willy's...........209/526-3194 The Metal AE..............201/879-6668
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(c)1988 cDc communications by G.A. Ellsworth 10/24/88-80
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All Rights Worth Shit
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