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Pencil and paper are the only objects I own. Nothing else matters, cuz no one wants to give a fuck.
Chapter 20: Hope
" No matter what demons I am faced with, I will never give in. I'm finished taking the punches and living with the burden of failure. I will no longer deny myself hope and faith. I will not be an example of someone who could but an example of someone who did. I will break through this wall with a mighty rage and determination. Everyone sees me as strength, and I will live up to my reputation. Every challenge, every fear, every horror I am confronted by, will no longer break me. I've made far too many mistakes to make one more.
I arm myself, not with weapons, but with my mind. I will create echoes through paper and pencil, and spread my voice.
I will overcome everything. "
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I'm not going to bother writing an epic collection of words about myself. Words are simply not enough to do me justice.
If you feel you truly want to unlock who I am, go forth with it. I don't trust just anyone how ever. So please don't try to destroy something that has the potential to be beautiful, because I will make sure you regret it.
Show me someone who cares.
And I will show you something wonderful.
PS I have an undying addiction to the sound and force of thunder. Oh boy.
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she was my sunshine for 13 great years of my life. i miss you terribly