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urpose..............They say that everyone has a purpose.if thats true,thyen whats mine?Dont judge me because i dont have one,because im different.would you like it if i judged you for having one?probley not. I dont have one,or as far as i know i dont.Im different.Strange.not one of you. Or maby i do,and i just dont know it.but i dont think i do.I was just put on this Earth to wonder.wonder my little heart out. I thought love might have been my purpose.but i dont think that anymore.people can call me names and ruin my day,or they can tell me they love me,and make my day better.but it wont matter,not to me at least.A days a day. Everyday i go to bed feeling strange,confused,worring,and wanting to cry.even if its beeen a good day,i still feel like that. Feeling strange because im confused.confused because of the stuff that happened today.worring about what tomorrow will bring.And wanting to cry because of the mess my weeks been. Now that iv realized im different,im different,and i dont care f you make fun of me,call me names,or make me cry.Because that the way GOD made me:~DIFFERENT;WITHOUT A PURPOSE~
urpose..............They say that everyone has a purpose.if thats true,thyen whats mine?Dont judge me because i dont have one,because im different.would you like it if i judged you for having one?probley not. I dont have one,or as far as i know i dont.Im different.Strange.not one of you. Or maby i do,and i just dont know it.but i dont think i do.I was just put on this Earth to wonder.wonder my little heart out. I thought love might have been my purpose.but i dont think that anymore.people can call me names and ruin my day,or they can tell me they love me,and make my day better.but it wont matter,not to me at least.A days a day. Everyday i go to bed feeling strange,confused,worring,and wanting to cry.even if its beeen a good day,i still feel like that. Feeling strange because im confused.confused because of the stuff that happened today.worring about what tomorrow will bring.And wanting to cry because of the mess my weeks been. Now that iv realized im different,im different,and i dont care f you make fun of me,call me names,or make me cry.Because that the way GOD made me:~DIFFERENT;WITHOUT A PURPOSE~