A Friend.
A friend and I were talking and we ended up getting into a serious conversation about "love" (if that's what you want to call it.)
This conversation started to twist up into a compitition of "who had a worse love life" or whatever.
I say: How is it that your life could ever be worse than mine?
She says: well i have only had a broken heart for 2 years!
I say: 2 years . . . ? broken heart . . . ? try being rejected since the day you've been born by your own family members, and older kids that try and hurt you every day of your young childhood. Try being beat into the ground by people who enjoy your pain and misury with out hesitation . . . . try that life style on . . . people say it brings out the color in my eyes . . .
Got A Clue?
I have no clue . . . ?
she said: ok, everykids older familey member hates them it happend to me also. i get made fun of alot because im a little bit emo/goth im a nobody, trust me. yo0u have no [******** clue.
I say: Of course I would [******** know! And since when are you emo/goth?
I know much much more [******** clues than you do, so now you trust me (if you can) . . . I'm so far into finding out this mystery that I've found the most importaint clue . . . the meaning of ******** life . . . it was easy and really no surprise to me . . . but . . . then again I don't think I should give you any of my "******** clues" because you don't have even one, f-in clue of your own.
I'm almost done with the mystery . . . and she haven't even looked through the files yet . . .
