Fuck tha Police

Today I saw one of the most hateful racist and ignorant post by people who I thought were the future, our generations Americans. Today, I am disgusted because I cannot believe I went to school with half of you. I shared a part of my life with half of you, I mean I can say we had conversations, we went to school together and I would have thought of all of you as people who make mistakes, learn and grow from them would actually take the time to think before you say something so hurtful and…

“Hey, Mr. Atkins!” Rick heard Peter call out to him again, but before the boy could hurl another insult Ricks way, Rick shouted out to him and Kyle, “Peter! Kyle! I’m glad you’re back! Come here quick! I was just thinking about what you guys had said to me earlier and do you know what? I think you’re right. So, I’ve decide that it’s time to get the place cleaned up a bit, don’t you? Anyways, I was wondering if you boys would like my collection of old, skin magazines?” The boys just looked…

Lucas to open his eyes, and when he does, there is the dim shape of his once-brother kneeling beside him. Lucas closes his eyes again briefly, reaching upwards with stiff limbs to press the frozen heels of his palms into his eye sockets. “Thank fuck, you unconscionable bastard,” muttered Reg, leaning back on his heels, and when Lucas re-opens his eyes, he sees Reg running a hand down his haggard face. “I didn’t know you cared,” said Lucas, his voice little more than a rasp. “It’s…

“Why would you fuck her in the party. Please tell me this isn’t true.” “I’m sorry, babe. I made a mistake one time. Forgive me, you know I love you”, he replied, trying to put me in his arms. “Get the fuck out of here. I fucking hate you”, I screamed as I ran out of the school. My feet pounded against the cool, hard dirt. As I slowed down, I realized where…

If you’re squeamish, turn back. This isn’t a good place for you to be. If not, well, it’s possible that I’m going to change that. So listen up and listen quickly. It’ll be over before you know it. I used to love popping zits. There were days where all I could do was stand in front of my bathroom mirror and pop what pimples dared to show on my skin. The problem was, as far as my face goes, I have almost none there. But when it came to my body, there were quite a few problem areas I could attack.…

trun my music up, getting really nervous. Shouldn 't he be off laughing along with his friends about something stupid. Then just sitting here watching me. I finally get fed up with him and take out my headphones and turn my music off. " what in the fuck do you want baekhyun? Do you need something or are you fine just watching the new weird kid like some animal at the zoo." He gave me that stupid smile that I hate so much. I used to think it was cute and made him even cuter for doing it but now I…

What the fuck I mean by “It 's cold”? Well, you will know it soon. There are many times when me and my friends are playing around with each other. No, no, not the kind of playing around you thinking about. By playing around I mean we are always making jokes about each other and doing stupid but funny shit. One time my young brother decided to do a stupid shit to my friend, which basically ruined my friend’s rest of the day and maybe even today he might be embarrassed about what my brother did to…

's house and was walking towards her with no shirt, bra all disheveled, no shoes with socks and pissing itself, lol. Or when it goes to the dude 's bedroom door looking like his mom with messed up hair and exposed breasts. He 's just like, "What the fuck?" Even before that the demon is in Long Johns ringing the doorbell to get in and no one answers - no problem. The demon just picks up a rock and throws it through the window. Determination is the key, lol. Haha this had me weak (insert laughing…

For two months, as I followed every conceivable lead, Caulder grew nastier, fuming constantly about my incompetence. “What the fuck have you been doing with your time?” he bellowed. “Do you have any idea the flack the department will take, that I will take, if it comes out we killed a guitar player while trying to dispatch an ambassador’s daughter? I’m not letting you jeopardize my reputation—or my retirement.” “It’s not my fault. You taught her every trick she knows.” “She switched sides, Mark.…

his hand around the cig as he lights it. Shaking the heat off his hand, he puffs a cloud of smoke into the air. I'm sorry, did I forget to mention the other items we still have? Yeah, thank god we didn't lose Al's precious cigarettes and lighter. So fuck, we’re back to this now? Douchebag, heavy-smoking, slick rockstar Alex. That’s too bad, I quite liked rational, empathetic, charming Alex. Wow. Wow, Cloey. Why am I so foolish? A couple sentimental sentences doesn't make him a good man. Stop…