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Chris*

And I'm waiting, Like a glass balloon

About Me

My blog tells a lot about me
The Name is Chris.
I'm Single
I'm a senior,at Central High school.
I miss Colorado
and I don't care what you think.
I've been through too much to handle
I'm a cat person 'Mrowr'
I use Crest toothpaste
Car washes still scare me
I am a bilingual illiterate
Add me if you wish
dont tell me what i cannot be,or what i cannot do,dont tell me who to be or what to say, dont tell me what to believe,or who i am,dont push all my buttons because you think i wont care and dont tell me what i always do, act, and think,dont critizize me for things you do too or tell me im not good enough,dont come to me with all your problems,and just assume that i dont have any,dont treat me like im just a person,or tell me that thats all i'll ever be
No part of me is original, I'm the combined effort of everyone I've ever known.
I'm not miserable, but I'm not happy.
I'm not strong, but I'm not weak.
I'm not rude, but I'm not polite.
I'm not popular, but I'm not a loner.
I'm not sexy, but I'm not horrid.
I'm not dumb, but I'm no genius.
I'm not you, but I am Me.
Accept it

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No where on your birth certificate
does it say that life will be fair.

.Whore me.
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Caues I am cool like that

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Music:

Eliminate
Eliminate The Right
Eliminate The Wrong
Eliminate The Weak
Eliminate The Strong
Eliminate Your Feelings
Eliminate Too Late
Eliminate The Hope
Eliminate, Eliminate

Heroes:

.My friends.

We all honor heroes for different reasons. Sometimes for their bravery, sometimes for their daring, sometimes for their goodness, but mostly we honor heroes because at one point or another we all dream of being rescued. Of course, if the right hero doesn’t come along, sometimes we just have to rescue ourselves.
The truth is we hide
So that we'll be found.
We walk away to see who follows.
We cry to see who
Will wipe away the tears.
& let our hearts get broken
To see who will fix them.

He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.

Eagles may soar, but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines

Early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese ©