Sunday, 25 December 2011

"I turned to go. and i should have just gone. but then i couldn't stop myself from turning back, and raising my weapon. they all curled up in terror, crouching on the floor with their hands in the air. i pushed the barrel of the gun into the fat skinhead's ear. the room was silent apart from their whimpers and the sound of the fat skinhead urinating on the carpet. then i pulled the trigger. i pulled the trigger of Rainbow Ron's gun. there was a metallic click, but it wasn't like the sound of a firing pin striking the chamber of a real weapon... it was a sound of a toy.
'Bang, bang,' i said. 'you're dead.' "


ilyanti nabilah
i really like your image
that shines in between my hands

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