1. My So Called Life
... causing the over all picture to look even worse then when you look your fist glance. Metaphorically speaking, this is the way i look at my life. To me, my life doesnt seem that bad until those nights where you just cant fall asleep and you sit up thinking and breaking down what has made you who you are and how you got there ... . Our nightly routines had become messed up. Stories every night, boared games after dinner, friday night movies, thursday night skating at the mdc. It became a cycle where things started to become less consistant. some nights my dad would cut down stories, take a...
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