Day 1: I Don't Know Why I Wrote This...

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It's only 5: 33 in the morning, Only. It's not like I have to wake up early or anything. If I still lived at home my mother would make a great deal about being awake at this time. What's the big fuzz about anyways? It's been a while since I left home and I haven't gone back, because that's one shitty place I don't feel like returning to. I'm only young. If there's anything I have right now is time to waste and a life to fuck up (as everyone expects.) I'm only an eighteen year old, young, stupid, broke college student. I could have said I ran away from home and am living in rebellion against society staying in empty houses and ripping off the government, but I'm not that Extroverted. I'm secretly introverted which is why I rather not mention my name. Which means that I'll have to make up some dumb bullshit for you to call me and pretend it's not my name or related in the least to my real persona? Fuck that. It doesn't matter it's not like I ever come out of my room anyways (which is why I'm currently here.) Besides it's not like we're gonna encounter one another and become the greatest of friends or anything. Such things as friends don't really exist and when they do, you meet them in the most craziest of ways. As I said before, it's not like I'm gonna keep myself on the low to protect myself, or anything. To put it in the best of words, I'm doing it to protect YOU, from the terrible person I am. We're only getting to know each other...

So you're probably asking yourself, What is life? Shit, idk either. Well it's time to be more professional... something my dad would always say. I am not professional at all, honestly I have no idea how I made it to college...

I am gonna refer to myself as "I" duhh, but you can call me Red, such a beautiful Color actually... not saying is my favorite but not implying it isn't. I guess this is the intro? Like when a mutual friend introduces us and we're like "Hey nice meeting you" and we smile but in the back of my head I'm like " Who the fuck is this?" or something similar.

Now let's head straight to the point, the sooner we do this the sooner we
can leave. I'm already regretting this... Anyway primarily, I'm here because of a girl...Jesus is not what you are thinking...but I do have to say I have had the worst night ever and I'm not saying I have a broken heart or anything but I might. I'm gonna check with the doctor first thing in the morning :)

Love,

Red Wine :P

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