I'm in the mood to tell you guys a story. I felt comfortable since i know we're not too close neither you're not too close with me. As i I'm typing i see the letters grouping in places, and makes a good sound of words in English.
As I'm typing i remember how much things passing through my head in the same time I'm talking. I'm kind of getting used to when people talk to me like "There you go, you lost again" or give me a strange look like "Dude you're so stupid" I'm so used to it, so used.
Sometimes i wondered when i could prove myself to the people out there, to my Mid School friends, to my High School friends, what I'm adequate to do. What this brain of mine could do. I just want all of the shits out there see me revealing out from the guy you always mock at, until the guy you guys always adore at. Talk shits on my back then you will regret it someday. I believe that
Someday when i am more than what you see "How i am" i would be proud. Seeing your eyes look at me and giving impression like "What the fuck!" and i will look back at you speaks quietly though the stare "Yeah here i am. And you see this. The guy you always give the thumbs down to has become the thing you adore."
Someday the overindulged man would sorry to me. I'm loving my life but in one side I'm in the condition that my surroundings hates me. Thankfully i still got my family. In the end when everything was fucked up we get back to family.
People likes to judge other people from how they appear. Okay let's dress your mama and papa like me and you will say they look like punk, and messy, had a quite messed up life and shits. Talk to my ass man talk to my ass! I'll make you sorry for saying that.
Underestimating, came out when people see me shits and stuff i had no sweat heard them saying "Oh this kid is so much a faggot" "This kid just have a look" "Oh this kid is so cocky i want to beat him up" "Oh this kid is so punk rock. Better stay away" "This kid is so fancy" blah blah and pretty much trafficking my head like flies.
I got no time to rest i hope that i can get a lot of time to life my life rather than playing my Laptop or PlayStation 3. Well i realize how long i've been leaving this blog and write stuff. Because I'm having a real life a real deal and having a girl. Never been this good. Oh ya I'm finally about to go to college, pray for me whoever read this writing till the very last punctuation mark.
You're blessed
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