A SIMPLE STORY OF AN ALIEN RACE OF HUMANS AND HOW MUCH THEY MATTER

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: May 24, 2016

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Fuck you. Or words to that effect, he said while watching the sky bleed as he fell down to the cusp of sanity. Stars fell and melted as he went through the motions proceeding to yell and scream and then fuck her. Her hair flipped back as she took a hit from the water pipe. Smoke filled her lungs and clouded her mind as she watched him pop a few valium as he stared at the galaxy collapsing among them.
“What's the fucking point.” he said lighting a cigarette, taking a puff and then proceeding to put it out on her inner thigh. She took a shirt off the top of the dresser and waved goodbye throwing it over her uneven bleached blonde and blue hair covering her bare body and then walked out the door to his bedroom.
She could now see eternity as she stepped out into the infinitely collapsing outer realm of his house. She soaked her face in foundation covering up the bruises, moving down to her neck brushing over her red hickes with a white paste. She traced her hands down to her arms shaking covering the scars and she walked into the flames.
She lit a cigarette placing her flimsy winnie the pooh blanket on the concrete outside of the 5 and 10. The guitar hummed carving puzzle pieces out of the sky. She leaned into him stroking the strings and they simultaneously fell into the everlasting harmony of the lonely. He took her home on a leash of stars feeling the cool breeze of fire tickle at their feet. He opened the door to the pick up truck and fucked her relentlessly. Her eyes changed from shades of blue to green as he rubbed against the cigarette burns smearing the foundation.
He proceeded to tear off a piece of tinfoil from the half eaten sandwich that lay amongst the forgotten ashes old photos and mixtapes that cluttered the truck. “Methamphetamine.” he said staring blankly into her dynamic eyes. He could see into other dimensions. Bleakness shone through the cracks of his very being as she watched him slip away in hundreds of dollars of meth. 
She thought of how incredibly insignificant she is to this world and hell this galaxy as tiny molecules of meth filled her head. He stared into the roof of his car momentary experiencing a lapse in reality she then proceeded to take his wallet and open the car door and fall into the sand. She saw hundreds of dollars of drug money filling his wallet and spilling out on to to the outermost layer of the earth's crust.
she walked down the shore line until she could see the sun rise the biggest flame among the burning buildings that encompassed her. she sat down and made little boats out of the hundreds of dollars she had successfully stolen and let them go free into the vast dark sea the only stable element in her life at the time.
She made her way back into the heart of the city as she filled her veins with heroin from dirty needles. She could die right there and it didn't even fucking matter. she watched as the junkies and drunks cat called her though her eyes were there her mind was somewhere else.
she could almost feel his hands running down her rib cage and unclipping her bra as she fell into him and they proceeded to fuck. Her heart would inevitably slip through the cracks between their backs. She would wake up the next day and he would be gone.
She walked into the convenience store taking as much shit as she could fit into her purse. She walked out and the alarm started to blare. She walked in slow motion stepping gracefully as she did in her ballet classes as a child. The store clerk easily caught her and pinned her down to the wall. “Fuck you.” he said pulling her hair. “you pretentious fuck you know if you got away with stealing all of this shit my job would be on the line?! I have a wife I have kids, do you think I don’t fucking need this job!?” He took her bag and emptied out the few dollars worth of chips and water.
She stepped out of the store and took a shower in gasoline lit a match and burned to death though it didn't matter in the slightest compared to the vastness of the universe and even to this Earth.


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