This is my life the story of it the way I feel the way live the way I love. This is my opinions poetry ideas and interpretation of myself and this world around me. My past my present no matter how dirty I will put them on the table for all to see. This is my writing experiment and in this experiment as I call it I will write every day for the next year of my life about something that well will hopefully let you and possibly myself learn and gain some knowledge or even take a laugh or something out of my story and thoughts. None of this is fiction this is my life and mind frame. Don't forget everyday of life is a chapter in your own book and mine. View table of contents...

Submitted: Jul 22, 2008    Reads: 19    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

Day 42

I am sad as I look at my photos.  I should be proud but I am not.  I look at the photos of my  face.  I see my father in me.  It brings me to tears as I want to be nothing like my father.  I love the mand but have no respect for how he has treated me of late and in the past.  Why he tries to make my life dificult within my school and my mothers life harder with money I don't know.  But it irritates.  I am just crying today overwhelmed with emotion.  Bye B Leaf

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ScatterBrain

Writing can be so therapeutic. Keep it up. Take Care, Ted

Posted: Jul 27, 2008

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