*****The assignment is to wright about a time when you felt lost. Any time
Lost is something I have felt, and or have been all my life. My six sinces were defined at a young age as acutely queer. By six sinces I mean see, smell, tast, feel, hear, and think. I have always been an old soul with new age ideals and my own unique flare. This made it even hard for my hippie drug addict parents to accept me. I was too mature for my peers and too childish for the adults. No one would give me the time of day and there was never enough time in the day to explain to people who I am. I am even lost in my own thoughts now trying to tell you how lost I am. . .
This is not a blog for the faint of heart, young, or religious. I am a blatant ass. So some of the topics that may appear on this will be Bikes, Porn, Hate, ADHD, Reefer, Sodomy, big words you may have to Google, personal problems that I just want to bitch about, and stuff I type about in my sleep. I will also randomly put up pictures cause that will drawl in readers.Oh and I will not put too much thought in to spelling, grammar, or word usage.
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I hope as your friend i didn't make you feel lost too.
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