So I have a few images that I finally got around to importing onto my computer. These are of the beginnings of my destruction. The last few are complete destruction.
Tree's ripped up. Holes as deep as a volcano. Disorder before repairing order. I found things buried in the ground ranging from: steak knives, cat poop scooper, what I can assume were family pet remainings. I dug up more plastic then I could ever imagine. This is why I fucking hate plastic! The stuff does not break down. So if your reading this. Stop using plastic bags. Matter of fact. Don't use a bags unless you ultimately need it. And if you think your going to need one. Bring one with you to the market or liquor store
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