Day 1 Mornings 2.

I was angry as I awoke yet sweaty as if bottles all around me
I had drunk coffee in my special room of decent ideals of what the world should and yet should not be like.
People are of disrespect. People can be disrespected but in this world people often like to blur the lines and make reality a hell. This has happened many times in the past but here it ends.
Many a friend at a certain university is no live bird but a dead hellwalker who just decides to murder and rape and secret to be cool with the metrics of said university and its estates.
Its estates so hidden and the image is so frail yet everyone believes it because truly no one really cares to look in unless it endangers these lives of theirs and your life is no life at all when people continually think its best to forever take advantage and act the part when necessary but truly are never
good folks indeed.

Yet you leave it up to such people to be citizens of the world and if they cannot follow the rules that makes life work what can they follow at all? Nothing good and will only get worse as they age these damn hellwalkers who ride in the midst of the ideals of being estate perfect " A" students or well to do students but hey, you have pushed me too far.
Got under my skin and thought it was okay.

But learn the hard way; the ways of man are not match for the ways of a hellwalker.

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