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I hang out with older kids, i look up to them even though sometimes i am repetitively embarrassed or dis-respected. i take in all of the words and i try to change, i try to look cool, i try to listen to music that they listen to, but this doesnt always work sometimes there's just an inner voice telling me that i dont have to like this that i dont have to listen or understand everything they say. i do not like when i am compared to someone greater of my age, and all of you that leave bad comme...

i stare at the cracks in the walls of my horrid room, the room in which i sat and pondered. Although some would say that this was a very un-kept room, i loved it. i could want it to be pink and it would be black. this room is my room, i have no idea why, but it was claimed in my memory. the room is from a distant dream, a dream that i couldnt grasp and explain to others, although i myself understood it perfectly. the room had a soul, the soul not an important one, just an ordinary soul. i kep...

In this place where i find myself, they haven't a single rule. When i say the word they, i mean me, because this place is me. i live inside myself, not paying a bit of attention to others. i think about me. i talk about me. this is me. but i've started to realize that im becoming dark, the place i live in is dying... i dont know why, but ive decided to not talk about it. I want to talk about me...

We run into the hailfire of raining bullets. My black hair crusted with sea salt from the voyage to this hell-hole Nazi corrupted beach. I hear nothing, after 2 hours of explosions and constant movement you do not hear. You only see the enemy and the ally. I rush into full-speed running to make it in time to hit an enemy with a 89 cent flying piece of metal that scorches through his body, at this time you do not think of them as people, you do not think, you just react. This is war.

I sit in a stink-filled room, remote in hand, the stink not an unpleasant smell just the smell of dusty old furniture. The TV lights the room, when it goes dark the room goes dark and when it becomes light, th room becomes light. Nothing is on that interests me, all just shows of a fake life that no one has ever had. Punchlines on the usual laughing-stock of our nation, the same old trivia shows, re-runs of reality TV that was a hit in the 90's. Ahhh, nothing like a lonely friday night.