Nikolas Cruz

This emotion is deeper, more thoughtful, and less instinctive than anger.  Growing stronger through reliving, understanding, and judging. It burns hotter within and changes the form of what contains it. It’s not about reacting, but instead a calculated desire for painful and hateful justice. I don’t just wish to punch back with the same pain

Fear and Loathing During a Blizzard in Iowa

Snow flying into the wind shield of a Chevy S10 like the millennium falcon taking off at light speed.  They were lost on a gravel road in the barren landscape of Iowa.  It was a winter wasteland outside; drifts obscuring everything, but twenty-five feet of visibility.  Inside the S10 was a consoling interior that felt

Scared and Sad 167 pound Man Singing the Blues

Beat down like a pitiful dog. In retrospect I wasn’t as lonely when I stayed home alone, read, wrote, and played guitar. I go out and socialize with the less precarious and confident selves. They seem genuine, even when talking about The Game. For me it feels pretentious to say hi how are you. Dancing