I was inspired
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Kadushy
Douchebag
by devsonfire's latest thread so this thread is dedicated to him.
You've inspired me so much. Because of you I was able to turn my life around and for that I thank you. ;_;
I used to think life was a joke. I used to think I was alone. I used to.... I used to. I lived everyday tearing my body apart with a small razor blade in my back pockets, my skin would be covered in a river of blood that would gush out leaving me to faint. My whole life as far as I could remember had been warped around the principal that I just had to be the best. To be the best runner, to be the best thinker, to be the best Pokemon master. It wasn't long until my I started doubting my abilities...
As I looked in the mirror, I saw a man that had lived on a lie. He couldn't be the best, nor could he be a Pokemon master. It was then when I decided to start my training in the mountains hoping to improve on skills I lacked. Many season's passed since I've went into the mountains to train. Through the blistering cold and scorching heat, 3 years flew by in an instant. It was time to put my skills to the test so I decided to do so in the Martial Arts tournament that just so happened to take place in a month. As I walked down the mountain path, a strange ball of light flew and hit me... my end has come.
For 3 years I was in a coma.. I was a vegetable. My life after getting out was horrible so in order to live on I relied on the razor blade... to become an emo -_-
That is until he, devsonfire came along.
True story.
You've inspired me so much. Because of you I was able to turn my life around and for that I thank you. ;_;
I used to think life was a joke. I used to think I was alone. I used to.... I used to. I lived everyday tearing my body apart with a small razor blade in my back pockets, my skin would be covered in a river of blood that would gush out leaving me to faint. My whole life as far as I could remember had been warped around the principal that I just had to be the best. To be the best runner, to be the best thinker, to be the best Pokemon master. It wasn't long until my I started doubting my abilities...
As I looked in the mirror, I saw a man that had lived on a lie. He couldn't be the best, nor could he be a Pokemon master. It was then when I decided to start my training in the mountains hoping to improve on skills I lacked. Many season's passed since I've went into the mountains to train. Through the blistering cold and scorching heat, 3 years flew by in an instant. It was time to put my skills to the test so I decided to do so in the Martial Arts tournament that just so happened to take place in a month. As I walked down the mountain path, a strange ball of light flew and hit me... my end has come.
For 3 years I was in a coma.. I was a vegetable. My life after getting out was horrible so in order to live on I relied on the razor blade... to become an emo -_-
That is until he, devsonfire came along.
True story.
