MY NAME….. WELL THAT IS NOT INPORTENT RIGHT KNOW PLUS I RELLY DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH TIME I HAVE IN MY HANDS ….MIGHT BE A MINIT A HOUER A MONTH MAYBE A YEAR "I really just- don't know

But I digress…"

My life has been well different no one has the same life not even if you are a twin…. Dame that line sounds so cheesy but it's the truth. Throughout the 18 years of my life that I have had the pleasure or the curse of actually living I have truly and hole heartedly have had what many have wanted or needed….

I know I am fortune but still why do I feel so empty-

Like there something missing or SOMONE these thought that run through my mine have no base… nothing to stand on and sometimes I like it that way but still some times the emptiness is

SO-

Unbearable….that it even haunts me I my sleep but all I can do is live with it FOREVER unless I figure out a way to change… ME and my heart BECAUSE LIKE MY MOM SAID ONE DAY…."YOU ONLY FALL IN LOVE WITH WHAT YOU CANT AND DON'T HAVE" it's nothing like you think I don't like hearting myself I'm not emo or a masochist or anything in that matter.

I just like what I can't have and once I can have it…I just don't want it, need it or like it any more I just can't put it more plan and I know I may sound like I am been sarcastic and all but true be told I'm really not I could try to explain but… well I don't even know where to start I guess the beginning is the best as any

Let's see…..

The first boy I kissed I just kissed well I guess I liked him and all it was in summer school I always had to go to summer school and it's not coz I was dame or anything it was coz both of my parents worked and so did my aunts in total there where 4 so no wonder I came out to be this way

Anyways I was always riding the bus and cents we lived close by each other we were always the last ones to get off…. Actually I never found out where he lived coz they dropped me off first but yeah I kissed him but don't think that way you perverts I kissed him in the cheek I actually laugh about this know but after when I kissed him he told me something that told me that he liked it or me… for that matter but I don't really remember what it was he said but if there is something I do remember is that after that I ran so fast to my house that I thought my heart would burst and actually it did but not in my chest and blood was not shed the only thing that burst where my eyes and what came out where endless amounts of tears…

The thought of it kind of makes me laugh at how innocent and sentimental I really was and still are but like everyone says I am the kind of person that wears there heart on their sleeves and I just can't change that no matter how hard I try.

Um….. Yeah *awkward silent* (cough) sorry I am not short how this works but hey it's a start right? "Anyone" *cricket* "OK IDK I WASTED TO START SCHOOL WRITING SOMETHING AND WELL I GOT THIS!" I'm sorry!

Any ways I really need help I this idk who this story could fit bets so could I get any suggestions please! I know I am new so that's why I am getting on my knees begging you pleas "HELP ME!"

Thank you! Idk if this is even worth doing but I'll keep writhing to see if it's worth your time