My Introvert life

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The life of an introvert...Well I hate being called normal. It's such an insult. Being called weird to me means that I'm showing my true personality. That's good. Right?All Rights Reserved

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HI it's me! C'mon you know who this is! At least I hope you do because truth be told who I am anymore is a lot more of a complicated matter than I'd like it to be. It's all 'cause of him too, or maybe I'm just blaming the new guy for my newfound insecurities about her- about me I meant to say. Who am I kidding it doesn't matter what I say to you! You only exist in my head anyway! Maybe I really am going off the deep end.

Teenage life is full of fun such as partying,hanging out with eachother,doing crazy stuff together and everything in general right? For me teenage life means going out meeting my boyfriend and our friend group and spending time with eachother. me and my friends will show you how our life's are like and what being a teenager means to us. There's lots of relationships going on with all of us and we all spend time with eachother day by day non-stop.

This is where I'm supposed to introduce myself as the shy, nerdy girl. Then introduce the other protagonist of the story, who's a charismatic hot guy, and tell the story of how we hopelessly fell in love. I wish things happened that way. I wish I had someone to share this story with. But this is my story. This is reality. It will go on, with or without you. ********* This story contains strong language. Some would find it offensive. You had been warned.

I'm a girl, and normal cat girl. With normal friends, normal family, normal life.. untell now..

FULL EDITED AWESOME VERSION ON AMAZON Normal doesn't exist, I found that out the hard way I thought I was normal apparently not. Normal? Normal comes differently for everyone. There's your normal, my normal and our normal. Life will never be normal. Normal is impossible for mankind. There is no such thing as being normal. You have ordinary days in your life you might consider that normal. I thought I was normal, I found out I'm far from normal.

i am the girl that has no friends, that gets picked on, that hasnt talked. i am considered an emo freak or a loser. i dont really care. i am fine without friends. my mother is gone and my dad is abusive and doesnt give a shit if i was found dead. but that is normal in my life. i wont talk to anyone and hopefully they will stop talking to me.

April And Cameron (COMPLETE) by melodeygrace26

This is the truth about what happens everyday of my life. So here it goes. Welcome To My Shitty Life. I'm not perfect, and I'm not beautiful, but I do have a small voice that needs to be heard. I may be shy, but writing is my real escape, and who knows maybe this will last a long time.

This is about my idiot roommate, Veronica who literally can't do anything right in life, and frankly, she REALLY ticks me off; way over the limit. (I publish every time something happens, yet I publish at the end of the day, just so I'm not describing something that happened in the morning, publish it, then something happens in the afternoon and I have to rewrite...) (This is honestly rated mature mostly for cussing) Highest Ranks: #1 - #welcometomylife [7/24/18] #8 - #endmysuffering [7/21/18]

Who am I living for? by gleekdreamerxoxo

I know it's probably weird for a girl who has cancer to be so well like me and all, but my family and I both agreed that I should live my life as long as I can. I mean of course when I get a cold it's more than just your typical cold and all, but that doesn't stop me from living my life. Even if I have cancer I am still a normal teenager, just one that has an experation date. So I'm starting this new thing where I make a video diary of what I have done the last 4-5 months of my life and then share it with my school so then they could see why I am so weird and care free.

I've always been a cheerful person, or so I thought I was. I never thought I kept lying to myself all this time expecting myself to be like the normal ones, but what is normal? What does it mean to be normal? Aren't i just escaping the reality that i want to go to my own neverland.

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HI it's me! C'mon you know who this is! At least I hope you do because truth be told who I am anymore is a lot more of a complicated matter than I'd like it to be. It's all 'cause of him too, or maybe I'm just blaming the new guy for my newfound insecurities about her- about me I meant to say. Who am I kidding it doesn't matter what I say to you! You only exist in my head anyway! Maybe I really am going off the deep end.

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