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Submitted:Nov 17, 2008    Reads: 251    Comments: 9    Likes: 0   

My Story

It's okay it's just me.

November 17, 2008.

Why does life get harder?

What if life is when you never get old?

What if life is really a game?

What if this is all a continous movie?

What if this isn't real?

If we could never get old I would kill myself because life get's boring.

There would be no challenges.

If life is a game I would lose.

If this is all continous movie than mine would be rated B for boring.

If this isn't real than I will never be happy.

Life is getting so tough.

I've been asking me weird questions often.

My friends all have neat lives.

I still choose to be different.

Asians want to fit in.

While I want to be different.

Emo is just plain upfront emotional.

Which I sometimes am.

We are who we are.

I am weird.

Many people do hate me.

Everything about me is wrong.

Sure I sound cool right?

Wait til you see me.

I can't imagine myself with someone forever.

Why can't I ahve a talent.

Writing is not my talent.

If it was half as good as I am ugly than it would be amazing.

Besides, some kids don't even like reading so what's the point?

I'm so skinny and I want to be stronger.

What's the point.

I got a 8:07 on my mile.

My goal was 7 minutes flat.

I guess I can never reach my goals.

Everytime I try it flies away from me mockingly.

I can't even get myself a freakin girlfriend.

All my friends can get one and I can't.

Why am I always putting myself down?

Why do my friends see the good part of me?

I know I'm ugly, not talented, and weird.

But why does my friends see the true me?

If life was like them I would finally be someone regular.

Not an outsider but someone different.

I just wish a miracle can happen that I can something satisying in my life.

Something worth waiting for.

What ever it is, I've been waiting for ever.

And and and...

Dude shut up, there's no used in doing that anymore.

But we always do that?

What for?


Exactly, so give it a break.

(Walks away.)

How long must I wait?

End of first depressing page.


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