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It's VERY hard to work on learning something to make money, and learning how to get a personality at the same time.
It's like trying to walk in two different directions at once. This is a major reason I feel constantly overwhelmed.

I feel like I'm now paying the price for not having figured out my personality in my teens and early 20s at the latest.
 
I would never tell someone it's a good idea, but the older I get, the more I feel like I can understand why some people choose to give up on life and drink or do drugs. I can understand why some people feel like that's their best option.

When I was a kid, ever so often they'd warn us about things like that, and I always thought to myself, why would you hurt yourself like that? It's stupid. But if you feel like life is hopeless, if you feel like you're never going to escape misery, then it starts to make sense - you feel like you'll never know happiness, and drinking or getting high is as close as you'll ever get. When I was young, I had hope for the future. I didn't know how bad things are for so many people, or how bad they would get for me personally. I still don't think it's something I would do, but it's somewhat disturbing that it no longer seems as insane as it did back then.
 
That everything & everyone are fleeting away from me.
So I must take care of myself & seek small joys in a decaying reality.
 
My ear hair now grows faster then I can trim it.

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"Stay Down"

Dear God, it's been a while, I don't know what to say/
I need to open up my heart, but if I do, they'll lock me away
But how can they lock me away, for spitting the misery I feel in my heart/
When the ones that made me betrayed me, when I was just a baby in the dark
Fiending for a father figure, and crying for his mother/
Wishing they'd love him, but they wished they had another
So it hurts me to say this, I've been a cursed seed since day one/
I guess I weren't a product of love, I was just what come after a night of fun
With nowhere for me to run to lord, no place for me to hide/
I'm coming to you asking for help, in the hope I can confide
All of my tears, all of my fears, and all the years that I'm facing/
All the tears and years I wasted, now it's prison or probation
Got me pacing, constantly hating, on the system that we live in/
Cause it's hard playing these cards, when their the wrong cards that they giving
But still I'm never giving up, because I know there's better ways/
Still I stay two fingers up, until I see them better days.

Copyright 2011 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)
 
I seriously doubt you are ugly. Even if you aren't the smartest person, you can change that And no, you can't erase your past, but you can learn from it so you don't repeat it. The past doesn't define who you are unless you let it.
I am ugly. I was rated online and got minus and 3 etc. lol. plus some ewwwwws
 
That life isn't fair, it's just not.
Yeah! Like totally! My car doesn't have a roof on it! Life is SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO totally NOT fair!!!!!!
Where the hell is Ken anyway? Probably playing golf again!!!!!! Blaaaaa more unfairness. Is that like totaly a word? Hee. Hee.
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Sorry, Ceno, I couldn't resist. Ha! ha!
 

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