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Beach [Saturday Afternoon]
Fresh starts were for reformed punks and former hookers. Fresh starts were words used in fabric softener commercials.
Hannibal didn't need any damn fresh starts. All he needed was the open road, a pack of smokes, and some gas. It was just his dumb luck that he'd get stuck in some two bit town with a broken down bike.
He was running away. Running away from his past and running towards an uncertain future.
Hannibal looked up and stared at the sea. "I don't need anybody. I have myself. That's all I need. Everybody else left me and that's fine. I'm fine. I live by my own code! No one loves me. Pfft, love, I don't need that. Loves for movies and cheap television shows that no one watches. I'm a man of action. I do what I want and I want what I do. If you can't handle that, then I don't give a damn. No one can change me! No one!"
It wasn't clear who he was talking to. He was just talking. He missed so much. His past was painful and he blamed everyone.
He wouldn't cry though. That was just sand in his eye.
[Hannibal's here for one specific "person" but the beach is open.]
Hannibal didn't need any damn fresh starts. All he needed was the open road, a pack of smokes, and some gas. It was just his dumb luck that he'd get stuck in some two bit town with a broken down bike.
He was running away. Running away from his past and running towards an uncertain future.
Hannibal looked up and stared at the sea. "I don't need anybody. I have myself. That's all I need. Everybody else left me and that's fine. I'm fine. I live by my own code! No one loves me. Pfft, love, I don't need that. Loves for movies and cheap television shows that no one watches. I'm a man of action. I do what I want and I want what I do. If you can't handle that, then I don't give a damn. No one can change me! No one!"
It wasn't clear who he was talking to. He was just talking. He missed so much. His past was painful and he blamed everyone.
He wouldn't cry though. That was just sand in his eye.
[Hannibal's here for one specific "person" but the beach is open.]