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Inspecting Dylan’s Beemer
The last images of Eric and Dylan alive. 8 minutes later after these images, they were dead
God of Sadness trailing lethargically behind the God of Disappointment making their way to a date with Death.

I’m not a trendy a$$hole.
When I first read Zack Rissmiller claimed Dylan tore off his BMW emblems I took it with a grain of salt – that is, until I saw the contents list of his BMW glovebox. This speaks volumes about Dylan to me. He did not wish to be associated with status or snobbery in a way, shape or form to the extreme point of ripping off his own car’s emblems – front and rear. I can only imagine what his dad felt about his son’s extreme statement since Tom’s hobby was collecting old, luxury type cars and fixing them up with his son. The culture at Columbine with it’s elitist, snooty, rich kids turned Dylan off, and over the years, disgusted him to such a degree that it was too revolting to drive through the school’s parking lot feeling comfortable..or even remotely proud.. displaying the associated “status” symbols on his own car. It was not what he was about and he wanted to make sure the school knew it. What better way to make a point? I doubt Eric wouldn’t have done as such since he would have likely been proud of a German derived car.

Half arsed arm cross always makes me.. 🙂


Well, well, back at it, yes (you say)
whoever the fuck ‘you’ is, but yea. My life is still
fucked, in case you care… maybe,..(not?)
–Dylan Klebold
Dylan doesn’t realize that he really would be addressing a receptive ‘you’ a decade into the future. 😉 His personal style of writing in which he is talking to an imaginary ‘us’ as if we are his only sounding board, makes his journal provocative, captivating and endearing.

smirk.

Best friend UNredacted
^
o = – K i B B z- = E (aka Zack Heckler) «- VoDkA -»

Yeah, YOU. It’s your birthday. We haven’t forgotten.
We’re all thinking of your family too.
*salutes with a diet Dr. Pepper*

Dylan Bennet Klebold
September 11, 1981 – April 20, 1999
“I must have happiness, love, peace. Goodbye.”
I hope you got it, love. Happy 32nd Birthday.

..that i’ll be in my place wherever is after this life — that i’ll fucking not be at war w/ myself, the world, the universe – my mind, body, everywhere, everything at PEACE w/ me – my soul (existence).
Hope you are having an infinitely happy, peaceful birthday in ‘your place’, the Halcyons. You’ve had a powerful effect and influence on my own life. Obviously, many others feel that connection too. Yes, everything seemed separate for you in your short time here on the earth, but that was just an illusion, you know now that everything in the universe is truly connected. Your life served a purpose. (Perhaps that’s why you spared your journal if not your computer?) Though your mistake, your choice, was grave, your life struggles were not in vain. In touching lives negatively you have also touched many lives positively. There. The Everlasting Contrast at it’s finest. With much love and afterlife blessings to you, Dylan. Happy Birthday.

I think about this gif. A lot. This was filmed in a supermarket 11 days before the massacre. Which would turn America and basically the world upside down, an just shock the shit out of everyone. Because it was the worst school shooting in history, for A long time.
That guy ahead of Dylan. He has no idea, that the kid that would carry out the Columbine Massacre and turn everything upside down, just shock the fucking nation and change Colorado forever, is casually strolling behind him. He’s in his little world getting his shopping done, and Dylan’s in his own little world. And that man has no idea what is about to come in the days ahead, and that one of the boys that will carry it out, is straight behind him.
It makes me wonder about some people I pass on the streets on a regular basis.
I’ve thought this too.












