anthony_the_mute

this is my frist journal ever wrote. it werid 4 me to wrote, i suck at it. i cann't spell 4 shit & i foreget word & ending. oh well here go nothing. i've been a fuck up 4 most of my 24 years. i can't keep people i love in my life & the people who make my life a live hell i can't make them leave fast enough. well i have a day b4 i go in 2 get my back tattoo i can't wait 4 it. when i get them done it set my soul free please don't ask what i mean it just does. oh i jump around when i think too. well today is the frist day of my last day. I'm go to try being a better person. i'm also trying 2 get back something i lost not long ago but want back more then an thing. i would give up all that i have just to b near this person
I'd sell my soul
I'd sell my selfesteem
a dollar at a time for just one taste of you. u know who u r
i met her after i break up with a girl i was with for 4 years of my life. (side note the love i had 4 her die idk why it just did. it just get to the point that it was more like job not relationship). she was the 2nd person i start to see after job (that what i call it) THE FRIST GIRL WAS MORE IN TO HER CAR THAT ME (that ok with me) & SHE JUST GOT OUT OF a 4 YEARS RELATIONSHIP TOO SO IT WAS DOOM NOT TO WORK OUT ANY WAY. THEN I MET HER SHE WAS SMARTER THEN MOST PEOPLE I MET. but she a lot younger me but i did care one bit. she one the few people that me feel that belong, most of the time i feel like i'm an outsider look in & this my life. i'm done 4 now i'll write more later