I'm Broken

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About Me

I am in the Marine Corps now, and all the writing on this account was me in the ninth grade.
I was a awkward kid growing up with maybe two friends I was the loner, that random guy. Therese days my two friends I have always had, are left behind. I had no idea how far they would be left behind, now I walk alone. I'm closed off from everyone around me, if I seem talkative, then you have met my disguise, my other me. The one that give speeches, shakes hands, greets people, is weak, and seems to enjoy others company. People find the real me quite unsettling , angry, quite, and distant. In the Marine Corps they even thought suicidal. So I had no choice but to make another face one that smiles instead of flipping people off. The truth, I have a s**t ton of anger that I have grown used too and enjoy the comfort of its fire wall. Someone tells me I look pissed, I stare them down till they walk away, it dulls all pain, and gives me a sense of control. It doesn't help that the last guy that openly stated that he thought I was suicidal, I laugh at and said"cheer up I would never kill myself,
it would be much more likely that I kill you".

I'm not a crazy mother f****r, if you hang with me long enough you will see right through that wall. I'm like everyone else, I have childhood issues, and secrets. I just found a way to hide them.

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