Okay first writing so, well let's just be honest of who I am...an insecure, worthless, untrustworthy, punk ass piece of shit who is hated by 90% of my school. I'm bullied. Called "Short", "Scrawny", "Weak". The only thing that keeps me up when I'm down is my 4 best and only friends Reagan, Kandyce, Trinity, and Heather and of course the one that has my heart and will never let go, Angel (I'll talk about her in a different writing another time). Anyway, I am a 14 year old American asshole next door. I'm bisexual. I'm emo, suicidal, and dark, probably because I was adopted when I was 3 and never knew my dad and probably don't want to and other reasons too but let's not get too deep (that's what she said(I don't have a dirty mind but what I do have is a sexy imagination)). My mom hardly sees me. I know some of you are probably already saying, "This kid is just an attention deficit moron." Well, that's fine. Think of me that way cause you're probably just a prep anyway, thinking you're better than everyone else. Those of you who take time to read this, thank you. Well anyway, I'm not exactly the closest thing to bunnies and fuzzy footie pajama happy. I can be dark at times and love you the next. It's just who I am. I cut, yeah, so what. It's cause I'd rather have physical pain than be an emotional train wreck. Shit has happened to me that I don't like talking about. That's the insecurity side of me. I feel like someone will judge me. I don't exactly speak my life like its the best, but I do know there are people worse off than me. But what has happened, I just act like it's fine, put a fake smile on my face in the morning, and go. None of my family knows this side of me. I play my home role well and don't need to play when I'm not home. When I'm not home I smoke weed with my friends but I stopped recently. Let's get away from all of the dark and go to the bright side of me that I don't have to fake. You can always catch a smile on my face when I'm with Angel. I love her unconditionally and will die for her. You can also see me smiling if I'm doing something dumb like eating matches. I don't know why I do it, but it's funny to me. I'm told I'm creative. I love to draw. Well anyway, it's a quarter after 10 and I've already fell asleep once throughout this writing piece. So TBC......
