You don't know Jack! ~Voice Recordings~
Posted: 15 Feb 2012, 03:12
Entry 1 ~Day after Turning~
Man, I'm walkin' these streets and I'm noticing every little detail now. It all seems so different now. I walked these streets for the last few years and now it's like I'm pulling off a mask. It's the ugly fuckin' truth that no one wants to see or admit is real. I'm lookin' at it now like a child with a new toy. I got so much to play with and at the same time I have no idea how this **** works. Kinda pisses me off. How the **** do all these 'elders' think we're gonna survive when I can watch some fat *** rat piece of **** running around with a dead man's finger in it's little claws? Man, if I would have just admitted what I saw before I woulda known this wasn't the place for me. I got outta The Apple to get away from this **** and now it's starin' at me every damn night. You know, there was this one guy that said 'stare too long in to the abyss and the abyss stares in to you' or some **** like that. I wonder what it sees in me, there's a lot of ******** there to fumble through. I haven't had much good to deal with for a while, it leads a man down a dark road, ya know?
I know me, I know me better than most and I can tell ya that there is a lot of scary **** goin' on in this melon. Uncle Mikey used to love this kind of ****, all the mind games and all that. Wasn't my thing really...fuckin' nut case. He did have one thing he liked though, we had this one guy one time that stole from Uncle Mikey. Uncle Mikey didn't do the usual. See, money to some people is just a commodity. For others it's a way of life, the mook fuckin thought he could take our lives...so we took his. Got his family and friends done and we made him live with that ****, ******** went insane in a month. Long story short he got ratted out as chasin' the wrong skirt a couple weeks later...so we dealt with 'em as we always do. Uncle Mikey may have been a sick sonuvabitch but he was an old timer, certain broads you just didn't even look at or your eyes got taken out. And not the nice way either. Sick bastards, no fuckin' mercy for anyone. God am I glad I left that **** hole. Seems like the past ain't all dead though, as some fellas say though 'Same ****. Different scenery.'
True fuckin' story.
Met this one dame though, sweet *** little thing. Hot little red head, bit...you know, ain't into us guys kinda type. Pity too. ****, don't matter anymore though really. Met her last night though, she met me the night before last. ***** left me in a fuckin' gutter, ruined my coat, made me feel like i had one helluva hangover too. Little did I know that the damn abyss got me ya know? everyone tells these little stories abot demons and **** runnin' around the city and man, I tell ya, shits real. Watched a guy fuckin' jumpin along buildings on my way to meet my new boss lady. She calls me a 'childe' but I'm just gonna roll with that ****. She ain't my mom or nothin' but I guess in a sense she kinda is...raising me all over again it seems. I ran the streets before, yeah we were strapped with the irons and we dealt with our fair share of blood but this...this **** is different. It ain't like at all what I dealt with before. Now I hafta actually like...eat people. Drink em like i'm tippin' a few back like the good old days. Sick **** but it ain't all bad, not all of it. That little dame pulled her piece on me last night, not gonna lie that **** got the engine started...hot as ****. Ain't nothin' better than a little red head pullin' her **** to get somethin' started. ****, I can only imagine her reaction if she found this out. God forbid she find this recording, might have to keep this one on me just in case. I wouldn't even be sayin' this **** if I didn't have to get this **** outta my head, never know when somethin' bad might happen and I run in to one of those mind rapist bastards. **** that ****. Gotta be careful with it though, can't let it all get out ya know?
Man, I'm walkin' these streets and I'm noticing every little detail now. It all seems so different now. I walked these streets for the last few years and now it's like I'm pulling off a mask. It's the ugly fuckin' truth that no one wants to see or admit is real. I'm lookin' at it now like a child with a new toy. I got so much to play with and at the same time I have no idea how this **** works. Kinda pisses me off. How the **** do all these 'elders' think we're gonna survive when I can watch some fat *** rat piece of **** running around with a dead man's finger in it's little claws? Man, if I would have just admitted what I saw before I woulda known this wasn't the place for me. I got outta The Apple to get away from this **** and now it's starin' at me every damn night. You know, there was this one guy that said 'stare too long in to the abyss and the abyss stares in to you' or some **** like that. I wonder what it sees in me, there's a lot of ******** there to fumble through. I haven't had much good to deal with for a while, it leads a man down a dark road, ya know?
I know me, I know me better than most and I can tell ya that there is a lot of scary **** goin' on in this melon. Uncle Mikey used to love this kind of ****, all the mind games and all that. Wasn't my thing really...fuckin' nut case. He did have one thing he liked though, we had this one guy one time that stole from Uncle Mikey. Uncle Mikey didn't do the usual. See, money to some people is just a commodity. For others it's a way of life, the mook fuckin thought he could take our lives...so we took his. Got his family and friends done and we made him live with that ****, ******** went insane in a month. Long story short he got ratted out as chasin' the wrong skirt a couple weeks later...so we dealt with 'em as we always do. Uncle Mikey may have been a sick sonuvabitch but he was an old timer, certain broads you just didn't even look at or your eyes got taken out. And not the nice way either. Sick bastards, no fuckin' mercy for anyone. God am I glad I left that **** hole. Seems like the past ain't all dead though, as some fellas say though 'Same ****. Different scenery.'
True fuckin' story.
Met this one dame though, sweet *** little thing. Hot little red head, bit...you know, ain't into us guys kinda type. Pity too. ****, don't matter anymore though really. Met her last night though, she met me the night before last. ***** left me in a fuckin' gutter, ruined my coat, made me feel like i had one helluva hangover too. Little did I know that the damn abyss got me ya know? everyone tells these little stories abot demons and **** runnin' around the city and man, I tell ya, shits real. Watched a guy fuckin' jumpin along buildings on my way to meet my new boss lady. She calls me a 'childe' but I'm just gonna roll with that ****. She ain't my mom or nothin' but I guess in a sense she kinda is...raising me all over again it seems. I ran the streets before, yeah we were strapped with the irons and we dealt with our fair share of blood but this...this **** is different. It ain't like at all what I dealt with before. Now I hafta actually like...eat people. Drink em like i'm tippin' a few back like the good old days. Sick **** but it ain't all bad, not all of it. That little dame pulled her piece on me last night, not gonna lie that **** got the engine started...hot as ****. Ain't nothin' better than a little red head pullin' her **** to get somethin' started. ****, I can only imagine her reaction if she found this out. God forbid she find this recording, might have to keep this one on me just in case. I wouldn't even be sayin' this **** if I didn't have to get this **** outta my head, never know when somethin' bad might happen and I run in to one of those mind rapist bastards. **** that ****. Gotta be careful with it though, can't let it all get out ya know?