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Future

I do not know my own future.



If you ask what I thought of my future when I was little.. I knew nothing.

I didn't think this far ahead on my life.  I honestly thought I was going to be kill off by my own insanity.

I was planning it, how it was going to turn out. 



I am a fighter till one point. I can't fight for my future. I can fight for somebody's else future.

I don't believe I have much of a future.

I can do a lot of things people tell me I do, but I don't have the will to do it.



My wings are broken, and the only thing that keeps me here is because I still believe about creatures that aren't really there. I still believes about beings that lives in the shadows...


I still believes about people that look human, but they are not really human.

I know they are somewhere out there.



We would be stupid to believe we are the only ones. 

I am not speaking about aliens, people. Get over yourself.



I am not so sure about my future anymore. I am only going with the flow. 

My older brother is an engineer.

My older sister will probably be the new best dentist of the world.


My younger brother is working is way up.


I can't do much truly. I only try to control my mind. I only try to keep saint every day. 

I don't want to go insane. I don't know why this things happen to me anymore.


I don't wanna tell anybody about it.

You will only end up turning crazy.


Why is this happen to me?


I sometimes wish to be normal then I am scared I wouldn't have turn into a writer or have to write this incredible ideas.


I can't lose my talent.

or my elusive talent that I believe I can sing, but I only hear some crying plead for acceptance. We all want to be accepted.


I, on the other hand, I avoid being accepted. I don't like to be expect to make it. 

I know I won't make it. They will get disappoint and scream at me.



I'm a dreamer, and a very good excuse for a writer. I can't progress in life. 


I enjoy long talks and rare things that usually happen any other day..



I have all the good qualities to be successful. I just don't have the will anymore. 



After a while of getting beat up by people, and trying not to be better than everyone.


Even if you know you are good... no, you are a genius.



Crying yourself to sleep. he..


It's easy to try to be extraordinary. My thoughts completely represent, reasons. I guess.




I don't want acceptance it scares me. I wish my future would be just a key of list. 


it will specifically tell me what will happen. I wouldn't have to seen it in dreams.


I know what will happen. I can't talk about it.



I don't want it. I know its for the best...

not many people get to see shit before it happens to you.



Enjoy life while it last.

Be yourself.



I am still trying to be myself without breaking into a million different things.



I don't have an explanation. I always try to make people smile.



Most will thing is pleasing people, no. I don't like seeing people sad.

I know what it is. You will end in a pit of your own regret and you will never get out.




I only want to cheer everyone in this world. I don't look back. I don't let the fake sense of living back me down from stopping what I am doing.



I am working to get you to smile, take it. 

I am working to cheer you up, and for you to see how amazing and great you are.




If you try to make me see the same...


I will successfully say you will fall into your own pit of depression.

I can't see happiness. I can't truly smile. I can't truly do anything.



The only thing I am good at is probably writing, and cheering people up.



Don't get to close to fire or you will get burn.

I will cheer you up like a fallen angel.

An angel that has being left here for only one purpose.


I believe we can agree in something. 

I will never open up to you. I will be like a sorrowful ghost. You will see a tip of my misery then I will cure your scars without leaving one bleeding. I will take care of you from in and out.



You will smile then you will leave. I will keep moving on because I know that my scars will never be cure. I love you to much to hate you.



I love you to much to hate you. I will always will. 

I have an unconditional love to everyone. 

It's surprising, extraordinary even.



Even know, I still see the good in everyone. 

I see everything in one person. 



You are all wonderful and extraordinary.

Never forget what you are talented in :)

Trying to cheer me up is a very hard path.



As I promise myself I will never let myself fall again.

I can't. When you trust somebody they stab you in the back.


They make you regret everything in life, and also love everything in it.



Love is not bad.



The only bad thing is knowing who you truly give it too.


That's the only bad thing.

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