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Dec 2014
Call me a double-edged sword. Get on my bad side and I'll hurt you now, but get on my other side and I'll hurt you eventually. Call me a weapon of mass destruction aimed at myself. I never know if I'm going to hit and destroy myself or miss and destroy one f those around me. Call me a waste of space, it's not my fault, it's just the way I am. Call me anything you desire. It doesn't matter to me if you think I'm the best or the worst. Tell me what you think about me, not to my back while I'm around the corner just out of earshot but to my face while we're face-to-face words-to-words. Rocks and bats may cause me pain but your words bounce of me like a fly trapped just on the other side of a two way mirror people call a window trying to break through and back into the past. How does one move on from the past when we must always remember the past to learn from it? Look forward to the future but live for now. There are so many directions we are supposed to look and go and they wonder why we get confused over whether x should be equal to 42, pi, or y over z times the square root of World War 2. Wait that can't be right but the lines between right and wrong have never been so blurred. Call me smart. Just because I finish my test a little quicker than most. Call me a cheater, I just know enough to know there is a loophole in ever rule or contract. Call me your best friend. I have Monster and some gum that seems to be all it takes to be a "best friend" now a days. Call me something that will get a laugh and I will laugh right along side you and everyone else. I know who I am and I know what I've done. Whether they have been mistakes or the smartest thing I have ever did. They are my actions and I will stand up for them because at the time they seemed right. Who are you to judge who I am and what I've done? Are you perfect because of you are please don't try training me to be. I have no interest in being what some one may call perfection. Perfection is a cool brisk night in the middle of the fall watching the dancing colors and sparks popping from the pit with the one you have fallen for tucked into the spot only they fit precisely into. To me that is perfection so how can a person be a scenario? It's simple they can't. So don't try to be perfect because perfect because not even perfect is perfect. Just try to be the best that you can be. Call me an inspiration. I'm not afraid to speak my mind and make how I feel about you and this world we're living in known to everyone. Call me a **** in the best way possible. Just because I know how to send you on a trip with my words that looks like it's going to drop you off a cliff when in  reality it drop kicks you straight over the moon. Call me whatever you want to, people who like me show me who is always going to be there and people who don't show me who I never want to be.
JordanP
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JordanP  23/M/Maine
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