sorry people but i feel like being quite open and telling you my life story. some of you may have read my last entrie. and im going to explain it. well one of my 1st memorys is when i was 4 (its not going to be that bad trust me) when i lived with my nan. and was thrown out. even thow my perents were paying my nan rent and did nothing wrong.
when i was 7ish my younger sister started geting black eyes, she was 5 at the time, in school. the teachers reported it to the socal services. when thay came to asking why has she got theres black eyes? the finger was pointed at me. something along the lines of "its probably one of the outher kids, probably wayne" because she had 5 older bro's and sisters. (me of all people,i was to busy geting my ass kicked my my older 1/2 bro at the time. turns out she had cancer. thats why she got black eyes. she got put in foster homes and stuff because of that. i felt like it was my falt at 7.and u believe everything that tell you.
i moved when i was 8, and been in a new school for 2 years maybe havent made many friends the i'm a bit of a loner realy. i had one friend, he was by best friend, my only friend. untill one day the "cooler kids" decided he would be kool if he beat me up. and pear presher won. i didnt rase a hand to protect myself. i sat on the playgroung crying. not because of being hut. because i was betrayed
so last of all my betrayall by women (i obusly dont paint u all with the same brush hear, most of my friends are girls. there not so competative) not that any of the outher stuff gave me any confidence around people anyway. well lets just say i had 6 gf in my life and theres only 2 who i'd ever want to have anything to do with again. the one b4 last i had put a down payment on a flat for us to live in together. when she came out and admited she was fucking around behind my back.i mean we went out for a year and a 1/2. i got bumped soon after i had forgien her 4 that. but thats life
quote of the week by me. talking to myself saying "well geting theres 1/2 the journy......geting theres the hole journy wayne(i address myself by name when im corecting myself)what about the way back....CUNT"
so thats an inside into my childhood. but you should no im happy now,you just have to say to yourself "if you dont like it do something about it, or shut the fuck up"
when i was 7ish my younger sister started geting black eyes, she was 5 at the time, in school. the teachers reported it to the socal services. when thay came to asking why has she got theres black eyes? the finger was pointed at me. something along the lines of "its probably one of the outher kids, probably wayne" because she had 5 older bro's and sisters. (me of all people,i was to busy geting my ass kicked my my older 1/2 bro at the time. turns out she had cancer. thats why she got black eyes. she got put in foster homes and stuff because of that. i felt like it was my falt at 7.and u believe everything that tell you.
i moved when i was 8, and been in a new school for 2 years maybe havent made many friends the i'm a bit of a loner realy. i had one friend, he was by best friend, my only friend. untill one day the "cooler kids" decided he would be kool if he beat me up. and pear presher won. i didnt rase a hand to protect myself. i sat on the playgroung crying. not because of being hut. because i was betrayed
so last of all my betrayall by women (i obusly dont paint u all with the same brush hear, most of my friends are girls. there not so competative) not that any of the outher stuff gave me any confidence around people anyway. well lets just say i had 6 gf in my life and theres only 2 who i'd ever want to have anything to do with again. the one b4 last i had put a down payment on a flat for us to live in together. when she came out and admited she was fucking around behind my back.i mean we went out for a year and a 1/2. i got bumped soon after i had forgien her 4 that. but thats life
quote of the week by me. talking to myself saying "well geting theres 1/2 the journy......geting theres the hole journy wayne(i address myself by name when im corecting myself)what about the way back....CUNT"
so thats an inside into my childhood. but you should no im happy now,you just have to say to yourself "if you dont like it do something about it, or shut the fuck up"
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