Well, lets begin our journey with a simple introduction. Define dead man, huh? Well its in the metaphorical terms i guess, i mean im not really dead though as one last wish to man kind would be to bring me back after death; Sure why not? Back to the story at hand, i guess you could say i am dead in my own regards. Pushed away from society, underground, lifeless? sure im all of those but its not what your thinking, trust me....
Lets start with being secluded. Sure i had every opportunity, you know the saying "The door is only open if you turn the knob." well lets just say there weren't doors in this hallway that i call life. I liked to think of life as a trial by fire and that you yourself were the only one to make your choices, sure someone else s choices will reflect on you and guide you but is it better to pick someone and be like them? or should individuality kick in and be the opposite, that's how im living my life, i want someone to look at my life and see what i did and say "Hey....he ******** up there...maby i shouldn't do what he did..." Its good to be special huh? knowing that you made someones life better, but if everyone's the same how do you separate the special ones? So i started this quest with out even knowing it, i didn't do what my parents did and i didn't do what the schools wanted, sure i was a good kid and didn't do anything wrong but didn't do my work. This only lead to unanswered questions and a big reflection on life, sure you will see words like "emo" and "suicidal" thrown into my life but you know what, im here and writing this so you know that i also did the right things to, so learn to differentiate good from bad.
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