For the first time you hit me.
2. For the second time I cut.
3. For the third time he ***** me.
4. For the fourth time I wished myself dead.
5. For the fifth time I lost a friend.
6. For the sixth time I cried.
7. For the seventh time I failed that class.
8. For the eighth time you called me that name.
9. For the ninth time I refused to eat.
10. For the tenth time I tried to **** me.

He kissed her cheek, and told her to believe.
Yet she still left him.
Only to see him in her dreams.
"Neverland" she whispered.
As she drifted asleep.

I like skateboarding, snowboarding, parties, old cartoons, poptarts, cookies, flirting, baggy sweatshirts, cuddles, kisses, rock and rap, and getting drunk, high to escape the crap. Yet I still don't know how to dance. Too bad.

The true meaning of life is simple. Yet to put it into words is a difficult task. Especially when this task is meant to be in three paragraphs, of perfect literature, with at least 100 differently spelled characters. What is life? To some it is an imagination, and to many it's all we have. Do you live your life to the fullest, or just go with the flow? Some may never know.

Life can be difficult to comprehend. Therefore we humans must put something above us to give us reason. As in religion, or science. Yet neither can be completely proven, we still believe. We go through life as any other, working, playing, earning, losing. Yet what is the meaning of doing so? Shall we ever know the true meaning. I mean, no, not really. Impossible is impossible.

However the meaning we all go by is quite simple. It happens many times every second of the day. Yet you don't realize it unless mentioned. It could happen to you any second, or to one of your friends, family. The reason to living isn't hard at all to see. Depending on if you believe. The reason to life is to live and then die.