someone burned my house down and i watched someone burn to death on my front lawn. movies do a good job depicting what it actually looks like.. but you’ll never understand until you smell it. I wish i took a picture or something, but i thought that would have been rude. I can still smell him though, it never goes away. as i walked from the seperate basement around the side of the house i could hear him screaming, “i’m burning, i’m burning!” I watched as his eyes melted, this weird pop and sigh.. it was murder. arson and murder.

get high and make things.