Why.why are you gone?why did you go?you know what i meanyou know in what way.no, macauley.No.they cannot knowhow much theymean to you.the bloody answers theygive they sting like cutsthese woundsbut they're yours, yourpain and labour. give up those scarredarms. give up the fight.it hurts like....like.so go. give up the fight.and go.
Day 1- autobiographyWriting Challenge- Day 1.1. write a short autobiographyI'm Macauley. I'm fifteen. I was born in Birmingham and I've lived here too. I love Harry Potter. I love John Green, and I'm a huge nerdfighter. I like reading and I like Japanese. I like Hetalia and DeathNote and Hikaru No Go and I like playing Go, although I seldom too. I like meeting people and moreover, I like helping people. I like music, but not the poppy kind. I like understanding people and I like you.I'm not religious, I never was. I've disowned my family, really. I'm changing my surname around August. I don't know what to do in the future, but I try not to worry about th
Day 7- Write a short poem. Writer's block.The block.Set forth upon youLike a wall in your wayYou can't move the paper.No words to be said.Mind empty just like your life.It's writers block.
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