I'm not very impressed with the world. Cruel as it may be, we will never escape it. I'm talking about the people who have been having a horrible life, wishing to commit suicide. For one thing I get pushed around and beaten in the head. A lot of things forgotten from my life from those blows in the heads, but I know I don't have the worst of it. Many people in the world feel like they want to commit suicide, and I'm only talking about the people who aren't even old enough to drive yet. Some do commit suicide, while others don't. I may want to, but I won't. I sometimes think of running away, running farther than anyone has ever gone before, but I still don't. If you might want to commit suicide or run away, think it out before you do. You might make it, or you might not. I don't think I will, but I'm sticking around to find out, even if I'm going to put up with the same crap every day.
Why does the world have to be so cruel?
There is never going to be a real and true answer for this question.
For those of Mere's site, who have been curious of Flamekit and haven't seen his post, this is a journal entry. I'm not going to state what he said, for that would be bad to the kid artists. You who are curious, don't worry about it, spread the love! Bluejay's trying his best to spread it! Even though he hasn't seen Flamekit's post.. Flamekit better not send us his friends to flame us! For though, that would be horrible.
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Neutral
Not Impressed
Mesmerized
