My life.

My life.

A Story by BrokenChildren

Dear Journal, 
  I am happy, Who in the world could make me happy? Well, that one is pretty easy. Today is Alex's birthday, gave him a hug, Angel asked if we were dating. So now if you're a girl and you give a guy a hug, boom, you're dating. Pshh, I have a boyfriend. Nathan, I don't know right now what is up with him. He won't be needing is cruches in a few days I'm guessing. But, he has been kind of ignoring me. He sat next to me at breakfeast but didn't say a word to me. Adian even spoke to me. Anyways, Anthony told me last night that I'm pretty. What is it with this generation? We're all in relationships and rebelling against adults, Right? No. That shouldn't define us, yet it does. And I'm kind of leading that on aren't I? All I need is for someone to understand that is only how it seems. And that stoners vs preps thing? I think that is ended with. Now this is.

© 2012 BrokenChildren


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Added on May 18, 2012
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BrokenChildren
BrokenChildren

Council Bluffs, IA



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Setting bad examples for teens since 2000, if you know what I mean.. This is what you all get for judging us kids like this, Cheerio. Writing is my passion, it's the art I live for. Same it is to .. more..

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