Just Another Piece of the Puzzle


       Throughout my whole life, it's always been my Dad, my brother and I. I have never had...a mother. I've never really been able to talk about this before, I guess I just feel like it's time for me to...let it all out.
       I'm not saying that my Dad didn't do a good job bringing me up. He has done an amazing job! I love him for all that he's done and for all the sacrifices that he had and is making to make sure that I turn out to be...something. He's shown me that no matter how tough it gets, you should never give up, just keep on fighting till the very end. 
       When I was younger and I would see everyone's Mom picking them up from school, I felt...jealous. I knew that that was something that I would NEVER have. Now that I've grown up, I don't feel the same way as I did before. There is no emptiness living inside me. But I feel like, maybe that's the reason I'm so afraid of love. I don't know what too look for. I don't know how I would know she's the one. But mainly, I don't know how to treat the love of my life, the one who would bear my child.
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A Little Piece Of....Me


           Well, I guess I should start out by telling you that my name is Greg. It's been a mere 17 years that I've been living on planet earth, but it hasn't felt that long. It feels just like yesterday when I was roaming around school, with my light up sneakers and my sweater wrapped around my waste, rocking a mushroom cut and a smile on my face. But now, every time I look into the mirror I see the reflection of my tired face and the sleeve that reads "Class of 2012". *sigh* Now don't get me wrong, I'm happy as one can be that the rest of my life is almost in my reach, but I just wish that I remembered more of the good times I had and less of the bad...but oh well.
         Some call me a pessimist, others an optimist. I...I look at myself as a realist! Where one sees a successful businessman, I see a greedy little pig. Where others see tragedy, I see the beauty behind it. Where others see a crazy man, I see a man with a whole lot of creativity and  an imagination. One might think that I'm crazy!! Hell, right now you might be reading this and thinking that I'm a nut, and for all you know, I just might be!!! But...but what can be more interesting than reading the thoughts of a MAD MAN?
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