WEEDS

The world the grass, everyone is exactly the same conformed, civilized.

Kenny waved to Stan and Kyle who where holding hands walking away to fuck in Stan's car. At least they have each other while Kenny has nothing.

The grasses' life is exactly the same. You are born then you die.

Sure Kenny had whores who sworn over him for easy money. But are they there when Kenny awakes? Do they care? No.

Kenny turned and started to walk to a building. He didn't care when others tried to stop him he kept walking, slowly moving up the stairs.

Though there are others who penetrate the grasses' orderly life. They are weeds.

Kenny slowly approached the final level of the building. He slowly opened the door to the roof. He would no longer have to suffer.

The weeds are different, unwanted, torn apart.

Kenny started walk to the edge of the roof. Sighing he knows some will miss him. But most will not, nobody would even notice.

Higher powers dislike the weeds just for their awkward presence.

Kenny slowly started to inch closer and closer not bothering to look down to see everyone happy and loved. Silly little bitches nobody will ever be happy he thought.

But did the weeds ever do anything to disserve this haterd?

Kenny Jumped.

The weeds are killed before they have a chance to live.