Very nice traits.
Easy to talk to.
Feels out of place, interacting with a positive person..
Kinda fucks up your hate roll.
Screws up your negativity.
Isolate undone.
There is no word for “undo solitude”
Unisolates.
Not a word.
Kids outside, screaming about a rat. At ten forty-five.
I hear the way the father speaks to them.
Always upset.
Always unloading anger..
Maybe I don’t know anything.
Then, gunshots..
He seems like the type, dying for a reason to use his gun.
Seems like the pissed off type.
Bleh….
Where did I start?
Oh.. someone trying to help.
Not in a fake way.
Kindness..
Nice people stuff.
Caring.
Stuff like that..
If you’re in a shit mood, you’ll see hostility everywhere.
Sucks