There was a house that’s now in our past. When we were kids boy was it a blast We played in the snow and the sand When flying there we couldn’t wait to land There was a recession and us as a family lost it’s favorite possession my parents sunk into a deep depression No more snow and sand I’d give anything to buy back that land

At the worst of my worst I was my plugs best customer I would lie cheat and steal from anyone and anything I was detoxing on my parents couch flip flopping like a fish just trying to catch an hour or two shuteye and it was a music video from an artist with a problem of his own that made me think of what I was doing to my family and friends. It was velvet revolvers fall to pieces to bring light to my eyes if a close call for an addict did to his bandmates what I was doing to my family and friends must have been 100x worse

Carl was the deadliest of assassins who worked for the defense contractor “9 realms.” To even qualify for the wait list for a job with “9 realms,” you had to be ex special forces. After one trip Carl has his whole life fall apart on him, he gets a burn and his wife Judy is sleeping with her the newest guy at Carl’s work,Chad, basically everything that he old Carl was not anymore

If I can’t count the ways I love you I’ll show you by the things that I do do They say actions speak louder than words anyway and I promise that I will show you every day I’ll go to the end of the world and back just to prove that you stop my heart like an attack You are my angel my little gift from god I must have failed arithmetic in the first place If I can’t count the ways I love you and tell you to your beautiful face

On an early November morning a husband and wife took their 13 year old son on his first hunting trip. The family left their city brownstone and made their way to Sara, the mother’s family’s hunting cabin in Jaffery, New Hampshire the night before so they could get into the woods by the crack of daylight. As the family grabs their equipment they went into the woods covered in their favorite mossy oak apparel the husband, Steve, told Sara and their son Scout to follow him because he knew exactly where the big whitetail deer lived. Not ten minutes into their hike Steve tells Sara and Scout that he had too much coffee that morning, he had to urinate but the woman and son should carry on ahead and try to find a good spot for him to put the tree stand,Sara agreed. As soon as the wife and son turned down the trail Steve leaned his rifle against a tall pine tree and pretended to “take a wicked piss” as he normally put it. As watched his son run circles around his wife Steve slowly unzipped his rifle case loaded one bullet and then put it in and out of the woman’s head. Steve packed up his rifle, policed his brass, and then had to find and comfort a very scared and crying Scout. Steve had found his son and told Scout that “he was going to have to be brave and this was going to be their secret none of his friends could know, neither pairs of his grandparents could ever know, and last but not least Steve asked Scout,” if he could keep take their secret to his grave even if the cops were asking around?” While wiping the tears from his eyes Scout nodded yes. Steve dragged Sara’s lifeless body off the beaten path so she wouldn’t be so easily found. Then Steve emptied all their snacks on and around Sara’s now blue body to hopefully get the animals to do what he couldn’t especially in front of his son. Then the two boys made it back to Steve’ s in-law’s cabin.