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    ebd

    im alone everywhere i go
    i fiend for the feeling of someone who i know
    but, im alone
    immovable an unnoticed- loser
    alone but not desperate, beggers cant be choosers
    why must my own life pass me
    with my mental state decaying
    i wish i was good enough
    i wish i was good enough
    im not, and if i am no one will ever see that
    doomed to a hallways fate
    empty, cold, dark
    i could go out and change this
    but why bother
    i cant trust anyone anyway
    not even my father
    life is so funny, because death makes so much more sense
    and if im alone ill hafto find an alternate way to vent



    extremely bored and depressed
    im the shit like mr.hanky

    THROWING ROOTBEARS IN YO FRIDGE BEHATCH

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    i guess so outlines...well youre not the only one so know that! But it was great writing...
    everything happens for a reason...beginning to wonder why.

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    i suck at writing but it helps to get the thoughts outof my head soemtimes, cause if i dont- just nonstop chaos in my head back and forth, im tired of feeling sorry for myself and shit though
    im the shit like mr.hanky

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    its good therapy to find an outlet-such as writing! But you should find something else that helps lift your spirits too! ITs hard being in a difficult place and not knowing how to get out-but once you start trying it gets easier!

    Outlines-cheer up my friend-
    everything happens for a reason...beginning to wonder why.

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    well not even the writing lifts my spirits,nothing really does- some things take my mind off thinking, thats the best i really do anymore. ive just never been one of those people who can enjoy everything, only way i really have fun is when im ****ed up, or when i was with her for some reason i didnt need any drugs to have fun. i dont know-i know its stupid but basically im just waiting for someone who can make me feel happy when im with them again and hope it stays like that for a while.
    im the shit like mr.hanky

    THROWING ROOTBEARS IN YO FRIDGE BEHATCH

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    by the way when i wrote that, i had woke up from a nightmare and it was 3am so its even worse than normal stuff i write lol
    im the shit like mr.hanky

    THROWING ROOTBEARS IN YO FRIDGE BEHATCH

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    Oulines, how can you say you suck at writing? That was great. It really was. You totally captured a moment that everyone goes through at one time or another. I felt it, man. Like Squirrley said, good writing.

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    alot of people are way better than me at writing, my vocabulary isnt that big, and i have an 8th grade education so i just dont think its anything special, just whatever im feeling at the time i write, but in last couple months, i probly have over 100poems/pages of lyrics written down, some are ok-meaning i kindof like them, but its mainly a way for me to vent, thanks though
    im the shit like mr.hanky

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    You don't need a flowery vocabulary in order to make people feel something OR express emotion. Sure, five dollar words are nice and make you sound intelligent, but poetry is not about intelligence. It's about feeling. About expressing yourself.
    We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry.
    ~ WB Yeats

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