i love my boyfriend so much and i want to tell the world. but my friends wouldn't take it so well so we have to keep it a secret. which is sad. i want everyone to know!!
I'm a seventeen year old male. I'm an incredibly cynical person. I've also been cited as incredibly intelligent by my peers.
A few years ago, my mom died. I didn't care, she was a child abuser. She encouraged me to do well in school. My rebellious and spiteful side said "No, do bad!". Improper grammar and all.
I've spent my last four years of high school fucking around, doing nothing, and now, I'm graduating in five weeks, and I've realized what I've done to myself. I've just come to realize the hole I've dug.
I don't have many friends, I've never had a relationship, I'm seventeen, going on eighteen, and I am completely unprepared for anything. I'm going to a mildly local state college for post-high school, but I don't want to go there.
For years of my life, I've stopped myself from doing well, all in order to fulfill a fucking retarded childhood rebellion.
...This feels good to let off of my chest. Now, I have to repair what I've spent years destroying.
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i don't know you insanse clarinet, but thanks for letting me get this off my chest.
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I'm a seventeen year old male. I'm an incredibly cynical person. I've also been cited as incredibly intelligent by my peers.
A few years ago, my mom died. I didn't care, she was a child abuser. She encouraged me to do well in school. My rebellious and spiteful side said "No, do bad!". Improper grammar and all.
I've spent my last four years of high school fucking around, doing nothing, and now, I'm graduating in five weeks, and I've realized what I've done to myself. I've just come to realize the hole I've dug.
I don't have many friends, I've never had a relationship, I'm seventeen, going on eighteen, and I am completely unprepared for anything. I'm going to a mildly local state college for post-high school, but I don't want to go there.
For years of my life, I've stopped myself from doing well, all in order to fulfill a fucking retarded childhood rebellion.
...This feels good to let off of my chest. Now, I have to repair what I've spent years destroying.
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