Its not a love story just a story of when i was

     I feel like i been upset most of my life then actually happy. I used to get picked on allot by girls and, boys. I wasn't good enough for the boy i liked but, he thought i was pretty. "Oh your just not my type" Most famous line. Then when i thought things would  get serious they leave. The idea of having months wasted drowns me in tears. Ugh it really did. How about this line "Your so different" remember that one?- i do.  Their comes a moment in time when your not even sad anymore but, your not happy. Its like your alive and your trying to find your purpose. 

      Man, Men, Women, Woman same shit. Same damn thing. Who ever hurt you kind of changed you. A little bit colder and a little less caring but caring on those who care for you. Dont get me wrong  i have been happy before and, for the most part they were good memories. Im trying to go back to being that way always but, its kinda hard. 

       Maybe i always been happy i just focus on the bad and only because at one point i loved every person who hurt me. Isn't that just a enormous and tragically love story? Heartbreak after heartbreak mending me into molds and forming me into Me...

Its beautiful.