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This book is as the title says my thoughts. Basically things that run through my head on a neverending loop until I get them out. I haven't been diagnosed with mental disorders but my friends who have read a few of what's in this book told me that it was depressing(and they have been diagnosed with depression and others). So if sad stuff gets to you this isn't the book for you. Bit of a spoiler but I don't dance around death, in fact, most of what I write in this book will contain some thought surrounding it. If you have thoughts similar to what I write please if you don't already have someone find a friend or family member to vent to. Also, side notes the picture used in the cover I found on google then used Pant3D to add a background, color, title, and subtitle. Other than that all rights to the owner.
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" this all is your fucking fault" all of a sudden I was slammed against my locker,towering over me was my arch enemy 'Sam the Dam'. My head was pounding against the hard surface,I hissed in pain glaring straight to him. He was fuming with anger like a predator ready to attack his prey. He stretched his right hand to grab my neck and placed the left one on my shoulder to keep me still. He lowered his chin to my ear and snarled "you are fucking dead 'Meth' ,if I have a slightest clue of your involvement in this shit, I will hunt you down till your last breath". I was choking on air and my vision was a blur ,for a while I thought I was going to die .Mustering all the courage that I could have found, I yanked him away from me. Mean while I was gasping for the air, that dickhead had his usual cocky smirk. I aimed at him and broke his nose ,blood oozing in droplets" want to mess with me Sammy! , first of all clear your own shit, you son of a bitch! "with that I punched hard-on his lower abdomen while he was still holding his bleeding nose, I left the locker room with a sense of victory. Two competent boxers who can't stand each other for a moment without insulting.... Ultimately fall in love. Man*man gay romance leave if you are homophobic.

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