I am weird I know. I don't think like everyone else. Sometimes I just don't think at all. My mom tells me that it's not normal. That I am not supposed to not be thinking at all. "You just can't be that way. She tells me often. Something is wrong with you. You should be thinking all the time over things that doesn't matter but surly something." Nope nothing at all. I can't explain it it's just empty. A big black hole in my head. She said I should be able to know what I want almost instantly. But no I just can't. I don't even know who I love. Do I love him or do I don't. I don't f*cking know anymore. I know something's wrong but what. I just want to be like everybody else and know my feelings. I know I feel all sort of things inside I just don't know what it is exactly and I also don't know who they are for.
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I am weird
Short StorySORRY I JUST HAD TO WRIGHT IT DOWN IT'S NOT A STORY IT'S JUST THE WAY I AM AND THE WAY I FEEL
