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The game of life? Your life is more like trying to move 3 spaces then getting your piece kicked off the board and torched with a flamethrower, then later nuked.

One day I stepped off the porch to go to school, and my foot went on its' side, and I fell over. I spilled my coffee, missed the bus, and my foot hurt all day. :C

i lost two early years of my life to cancer that collapsed my lungs

She probably smoked while you were in the womb and you got some of the side effects from her handicapped, selfish ass (same reason you have bronchitis). So essentially, she's the cause for your medical problems for being a dumb cunt.

I absolutely hate mothers who smoke or drink while pregnant, that is the most irresponsible, dimwitted, stupid goddamn thing.It takes a real man to admit that it's not some disease or "metabolism" that makes them fat, and I give you credit for that.Kick his ass, earn some brownie points.

Start working out regularly. You'll lose weight, gain muscle, and overall become healthier. The endorphins released during the workouts will also make you a lot happier in your day-to-day life. You can find decent workout schedules online too.

Finally, my more recent life in a nutshell;
I live in a white, middle to high class subdivision of rural Michigan. My dad has a solid job, and a steady income. My mother as well. My mother always raised me to form my own beliefs about anything, so we get into debates often. My problems aren't physical, they're mental. If they were physical I might have handled them better. You see, I spent 2 years pining over this girl. Blah blah I talked to her for a while, then told her I liked her and was shot down. This was only last year, but due to this and other following events, I've changed dramatically.

Anyway, throughout 10th and 11th I was constantly depressed. I contemplated Self Delete all the time. Just last week I legitimately wanted to die, but I'm not going to post the reasoning, it's arduous to explain. Then, one day (last Thursday), I just snapped. I cried all day and tried to figure out the best way to kill myself. As I was lying in bed around 11 PM, still crying since the morning,I received a call from my girlfriend, whom knew I had been sad all day. We talked for an hour, and when we hung up, I felt happy. The next day, I don't know why, but everything fell together. I started doing my work, I didn't want to die, I became so optimistic and happy, it was the weirdest thing I've ever experienced.

Aww....makes me want to cry.......But if I were you the exact same thing would happen. My gf calls, I'm happy. She always makes things better.....when she was still my gf....;-;....she dumped me...and she won't tell me why. But that's nothing compared to you guys,

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Crap!

I have asthma and I have had surgery on my head...  But I could never imagine a life like that.

Aww....makes me want to cry.......But if I were you the exact same thing would happen. My gf calls, I'm happy. She always makes things better.....when she was still my gf....;-;....she dumped me...and she won't tell me why. But that's nothing compared to you guys,

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Crap!

It really took you >6 minutes to type that?

My life is awesome. I don't do drugs, I don't drink, I don't smoke.

I'm albino.

I stay in house alot.


I'm a indoor person.

Please, no flash photography.



Anyway, throughout 10th and 11th I was constantly depressed. I contemplated Self Delete all the time. Just last week I legitimately wanted to die, but I'm not going to post the reasoning, it's arduous to explain. Then, one day (last Thursday), I just snapped. I cried all day and tried to figure out the best way to kill myself. As I was lying in bed around 11 PM, still crying since the morning,I received a call from my girlfriend, whom knew I had been sad all day. We talked for an hour, and when we hung up, I felt happy. The next day, I don't know why, but everything fell together. I started doing my work, I didn't want to die, I became so optimistic and happy, it was the weirdest thing I've ever experienced.
That happens to me quite often.

K, life story time.

So, I was born with these weird speckles on my face, and mom was like ":CCCC my son will be teased" but then they went away, even after the nurse was all "haha bitch no cure". It just went away :o
So then I had normal life. When I was 3, our house was still being finished up by my dad, and the railings for the stairs were gone. So I fell, but mom caught me, but I bit through the skin between lip and chin. But that wasn't bad either; I just needed stitches and then it went away.
(also in preschool i gave a classmate the middle finger but i didnt even know it meant anything)
FAST FORWARD
In 4th grade I began becoming a fatty (AKA Hugums <3). But I'm not teased. (yet) I also discovered my mom was cheating on my dad, and I confronted her about it a few times, but she denied everything and sent me to my room. My dad never held a job, cause he is lazy, and has no job today. I did tell my dad he was being cheated on, but we never did much about it. She is going to divorce him. And since my dad didn't have a job, we were eating up our savings.
FAST FORWARD ZOMGFSDSA
I'm in 6th grade. I have straight A's, lots of friends, bad eyes, though, and my sister needs surgery, but other then that, I am pretty damn happy. I am still a faty and my mom still hasn't divorced him, and we are still eating up our savings. But, my mom is getting money from some sort of unemployment bill issued by Barack Obama, and she is now the assistant producer of a Hollywood movie, so I doubt much bad will happen.

the internet is srs bzns


I split my head open when I was six.
I cannot remember anything that has happened to me since age 12. The damage blocked my memory from before and after six years of age. Now I can remember everything extremely well. Odd.