In an instant i was here so unknowing so ugly how is a baby as ugly as me~I awoke from my first misery ugliness! So the first thoughts are ugly and truthful all in all~i am ugly and hate all you dont understand~So life goes on the reaL MEMORIES ARE of my first radio~boom box~got three tapes micheal jackson off the wall~the police syncronicity~and quiet riot~ what a mix lol~ the one song that grabbed me was bang your head great for a loser like me ~did not know then~ and after that it was me alone for i have none other than music till now~Shedding real tears writing~ i dreamt of me writing this and here i am unloved and lonely like it was to be! Anyways here we go there was a night ~in my nightmares where he grabbed a shot gun from under me~he said he will be back~why di i care???????august 12 is the anniver of that night and i hate me but i will finish this story~
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