Blah blah blah blah blah my eyes. Every second of the night I live something something.
I walk around these empty buildings and see pictures of people living. People having fun, living life, getting married — Life in motion.
I hear the low sounding vibration of the buildings stomach and no one notices. Empty.
I change, modify and compare. The new day starts and no one is the wiser.
It was like I was never there.
God knows if I did this shit all of the time I would freaking hang myself. Riht now I am sitting here listening to this building make a whole lot of noise. I have been alone here all night.
Tomorrow I will go to yet another place and do the same thing. I suppose there are worse jobs but I am SURE there are better ones. The grass is ALWAYS mother fucking greener. The problem is once you get to the other side your inition suposition hold true again! Fuck me in the eye-ball with a pitch fork!
There I have done it. This post is rate R. Under 13 not permitted without a parent.
I said nothing.