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Problems with me
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Ongoing, First published Jun 02, 2019
So if you are reading this then you're obviously bored because I'm just writing this because I hope and pray that it'll help me. 

WARNING: Sorry for spelling, can't spell to save my life, sometimes. Also some stories (if you can even call them that) will be short or long or just plain simple, I guess. A weird hook (?) is below 👇

"The sun flickered through the trees, that stood tall and passed by quickly. Specks of dirt floated in the air as the wheels ripped across the ground.
 I unwrapped my arms from my friends waist as she sped down the dirt road. Leaning back  on my hands, I felt the wind whip through my now messy hair. 
 I smiled as I closed my eyes, feeling everything around me. The warm sunlight flashing across my face. The small bumps in the ground, that kept me from straying to far from reality."
 Moments like those are the reasons why moments like these are hard to believe. Hard to believe that I can simply go from being completely content and happy to feeling numb and frustrated, like nothing's right. 
 Right now, I'm freaking out...well not "freaking out" I guess. Just crying my eyes over something so stupid, and knowing that if someone were to ask me "why?" Or "what's wrong?" All I could say is..."I don't know,".
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Warning: I am a weirdo. This will contain some thoughts of mine, some poems, some deep shit, some thoughts I have as I go through the journey of self-exploration, lmao. Some chapters may be seen as too controversial but whatever you know. I mean, reading this is your choice. You don't have to. I mean, I'd like you all to read every chapter but it's not a story book so you may skip some chapters you don't like and read the ones that you do like. P.S. I do not deny that my thoughts are somewhat influenced by my environment and experiences. Also, this is the real me. Some people think I'm quiet and cold-hearted but on the inside I'm actually a big softie with feelings. To be honest, it's kinda my fault since I hate revealing my emotions to other people or even asking for help until I have to. And even then, I start hating myself for being such a weakling. That is a major character flaw of mine that I must overcome!