For the last two years I've tried very hard to make something of myself. At some point, I got this bug up my ass to be successful....to be the "good son". I quit putting the hair up, the goblinboots hit the back of the closet and the clothes of doom were given away to deserving souls. Now I'm lost somewhere between who I used to be and who I might be someday. All my friends have gone. Even my mother, who used to nag on me to grow up, misses the humor that I once had. I try to do the right thing and all I get is hurt. Don't ever give up the things that make you unique. Because once you do, there's no going back. I haven't found comfort since. Going home serves only to remind me of this. I gotta be in class in 4 hours. I don't wanna go.
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song:
your uniqueness is always with you goblin! Jesus, i mean just because you made some choices that in hind sight trouble doesn't mean you can't continue to evolve. don't bullshit yourself darling - even if you have to dig yourself out by your fingernails - live your life for YOU.* Kisses* 
- moon
- moon
song:
O ! and by the way you lucky bastard. I've wanted to be friends with Nixon since the day i laid eyes on her. You and elfboy better put in a good word for me. 
- moon
- moon