Gu-gu-gu-gu-GUTS: Do you have it?
The words I'm saying now, they'll have no relevance in the time to come. The past is dying as it's made and fading in our minds. The chronicles of what's gone by, that is all that's left. Fifteen years old, against the world, not a penny to my name. Writing all my angsty thoughts and as I try to keep me sane. Three years later, bleakness gone, the rich of life is here. I'm young and spry and full of vim, the vigor on it's way. Not so disenchanted with the world I once despised. Brighter eyes with hope inside my beating, eighteen heart. Six years later, the world a mess, like time rolled back 9 years. The world hates me once again, and no pennies, no friends. I can rent a car but so far I've nowhere from whence to leave. Once lithe and raring, now showing the wear of hardy trepidation. Life from this point becomes obscure. Who dies soon and who dies last, all determined in the luck of a draw. All that I've said now is already deteriorating in the waning past. Relish it as long as it is still there.
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Man that was fun to write. Not much to report. Read my xanga if you want to hear about me court case (www.xanga.com/Honkymagoo)
Enjoy the read. Leave a comment or two. Maybe three if you're feeling spicy.