I rush through life, I grew up fast. Didn't want to, it was just the environment I was brought up in. A lot of people my age would have been really freaked out by that seeing there life just flash in front of there faces, not me. No what freaked me out was when one person came into my life and made me slow down. It was fantastic, but then I freaked, got to scared, maybe I was afraid of commitment, or maybe I thought I couldn't be who she needed me to be in the end, or maybe I was just being a selfish prick. I go through life so fast because it's easier, you don't get attached to anyone so nobody can hurt you. And when someone changes that it's scary, so I ran. Like a fucking punk. Little bit later it bites me in the ass, HARD. life came with a really hard right hook and knocked me on my ass. All because I was so use to being alone, I ended up driving people I care about most away, probably forever. But if I could take it all back I'd do it differently, I grew up fast, not by choice, it was just the hand I was dealt
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Life
AcakThese are just little letters about the way I see things day by day. This is mostly for me to get things off my chest and to kind of vent when I'm upset or happy or whatever. I hope some people can relate
