some people tell me that i am babyfaced.or some tell me that i look so innocent.but look people,you dont know the half of it.innocence is something that i desire.innocence is something to be admired.innocence was torn from my fragile body a long time ago.innocence is something that i'd steal from you if i could,but you've heard about me.you know my name.so what?does that make you special?do you want a cookie,you spoiled little brat?yeah,thats what i thought.just because you know my name and you've heard about me,doesnt meanthat you know whats inside of me.you dont know me.who do you think you are?passing judgement on me like you're god.look in your own backyard before you point fingers,punk.you havent walked in my shoes.you havent felt the pain of my beatings.you havent cried my tears.I HATE YOU.I HATE YOU.I HATE YOU.so stop running your mouth.-WORMBOY You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click hereScroll all the way down to read replies.Show all stories by Author: 35932 ( Click here )
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