So, if it isn't apparent from this photo, this is a fire. Back in Santa Clarita, where I live with my mom when not at school, our next door neighbors were allegedly cooking meth and smoking cigarettes around copious amounts of acetone. This was their balcony when their condo decided to blow up at 4 AM. I chose to post this because of the heat of the photo surrounded by absolute darkness. I felt that it was very representative of what that situation was emotionally. The downstairs neighbors lost everything they had, left in despair, while the dumbasses(excuse my language) burned everything to the ground.
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