Vultures 2

Hi,
So if you guys read my second post, I talked about a person being stuck in a dessert. I'm gonna finish the story here it is. Enjoy.

After getting in a fight with his significant other, he drives off and drives with absolutely nothing only the clothes on his back and his wallet. Driving nowhere just to get away from it all. During the night his car started acting funny, it started making noises that he'd never heard before but he didn't think anything of it. He had driven for two days straight, only stopping for gas. During his third day he was in the middle of nowhere and it unbearable hot, and his car started acting really funny now and eventually gave out on him. Not knowing what to do he sat there just thinking about everything that happened with him and his significant other. He was filled with different emotions. He was trying to decide if it was the lying or his pride which brought it down while somewhere else there was a lion on his side, asking himself was it the lying or the pride which brought him down he was once the king of beasts but now there only feast on the thoughts beneath his vacant crown; To feel alone and be dethroned. He felt just like the lion the feeling of desertion couldn't be worse than never having anyone he kept thinking to himself he was supposedly a man but he felt like a cub. And said "I never told you back then that I'd be easy to love." He wondered into the plains further and farther away not caring about the heat or anything just walking still trying to get away from it all. He walked and walked ad walked. He was in the desert now, he's thirsty and hot and regretting everything from his past, he'd go under the dunes to try to block out the sun during the day and walk at night he just kept going until he couldn't do it anymore. That's what happened he couldn't do it at all anymore he took refuge under a dune six days from when he last was walking. He had been trying to ignite some sort of passion from inside to overcome his situation but he just couldn't do it. As his organs gave way he couldn't swore he felt something burst, it's been thirteen days and he's dying of thirst and for the birds who prey he's praying somebody get's there first, he's praying he can make it out of this.


To Be Continued.

Airports

Hi,

So I'm sitting here at the airport. Waiting. The flight doesn't take off for about an hour and half so I have some time to kill, so I thought hey why not write a blog?? And that's what I'm doing. I'm tired and I just ate a protein bar. Even though I'm tired and have absolutely nothing to do, I guess I have a love for airports. I mean, they're pretty nice and you've gotta love those pre-wrapped sandwiches, Coca Cola refrigerator type things, and those big sweaters with the name of the city and state you're in and the anticipation for arriving at your destination. Anyway, I'm gonna go back to waiting. I'll talk to you guys soon. Love ya.



Ethan :)

Don't Feed The Racoons

The shirt says it all.

Solar Flare

Blisters on my feet, I crawled back home. Frozen from the sleet burned sand and stone, nourished back to life by life alone.

Water Colourz

You just wasted your time by reading this post.

Chalk on the Tounge, Vultrues, and a lot of Hungry People

Hey all.

         It's hot today. Really hot, it feels like I'm in a desert trying to block out the sun using the dunes but the dunes aren't really helping. Praying that the preying birds don't circle overhead. Hah. That would seem like a terrible predicament to be in. I sincerely hope nobody is gong through that. I don't know, the human is mind is really weird and complex. I find myself asking myself why wonder the things I wonder.

  
      Anyway I wonder what would happen if every person on Earth just randomly started craving a Hostess cupcake, what would they do to get that cupcake. Haha I'm weird.



                                                                                                                Ethan :)