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If I want to have YouTube vlogs I have two options.
I can let this dream go,
Or I can start making videos and ideas.
If I'll start making videos and ideas nothing will happen.
But if I'll let this dream go I have two options.
I can get better at school,
Or I can fail and leave school.
If I'll get better at school nothing will happen.
But if I'll fail I have two options.
I can try to get a job,
Or I can become a hobo.
If I'll get a job nothing will happen.
But if I'll become hobo I have two options.
I can get addicted to drugs,
Or I can try to recover.
If I'll try to recover nothing will happen.
But if I'll get addicted to drugs I have two options.
I can die,
Or I can die.
If I'll die there's the end of the story.
UPSHOT- I'll better start this YouTube.
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***Inspired by "When a Monster is Born" by Sean Taylor***
So I seriously have two options, the first one is to use my video cam or I can buy one at the spring.
Then I have another two options, the first one is to record on the desk or I can record to the puff zone.
After it I have another two options, the first one is to wear casual (what I wore to school) or I can change the shirt to something else.
Then I have two options, the first one is to talk about my life or I can talk about random stuff.
Anyway I need to pick.
Maybe I poke a pickle with a sharp stick that the end with fire.
I love the lyrics for the song Lovesong of Adele.
I feel that is a true song.
I feel free and complete and fun when I'm with him.
I feel stupid.
Who the fuck fall in love in the 5th grade that much??
It's been a year and I'm like this! It's not a crush that my friends have! It's love!
Maybe it's no the right type of love, it's quite possibly.
I'ts the harming love. The love that hit you with a car over and over until you barf a full kidney.
To damage your meniscus in purpose.
Meniscus is a part in your knee.
So what should I do today?
I refuse to do anything productive today.
I'm checking apps in iTunes I'll might share some.
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