i'm dead.my voice's lyk shit.i feel lyk shit.everytink abt me is lyk shit.simple enuff?short,simple n...ok...nt sweet....more lyk shit.i'm sry dat i'm usin dis word over n over again so i'll juz tot i'll change it 2 crap.bt meaning's de same.y i'm using full stops here instead of my usual style is cuz i juz dun feel lyk wasting my 'breath'.i've finally met up 2 reality,(at lest i tink so), n i wun b doin anytink much.juz stay behind the spotlights n mind my own business.shut my big mouth,study hard n gt wad i wan.sounds lyk a gr8 plan.a selfish plan.wadever.tinks wun last forever.i gt dis in my brain n its time 2 meet up w/ wad i realli wan.so dat's dat.i'm sticking 2 wad i wan. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -(stops for a moment) who in hell am i kiddin?i wun do tinks dat i say.at least nt much.crap.wadever.i dun even noe wad i'm spouting nw.crap.crap.crap.crap.crap!i'm gg crazy bt on the surface i look completely fine.juz tired.since no one cares might as well save energy.4 coughing.at the moment onli.when i've recovered,i'll b a new me.dat's wad i always say.n has it happened?nope.nt at all.so who am i kidding?myself?those who pretend 2 care abt me?i dunno.suddenly feel sick of life n who i am.bt i wun end my life.dat's stupid.onli fools will die cuz of feeling sick of life.everybody does at some time or another.i'm gonna change the way i type n write tinks.in the style n shortforms etc.dunno y.mayb a change will make me feel better.juz suddenly hate shortforms.wadever.gtg.mum's shouting.bb.

i cried...because of tinks i couldn stop frm happening...`
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