I'm Wylder, and I'm a pretty weird kid. I have 17 years and I'm from Florida. I like watching some television shows.
I have two different colored eyes. I really, really, like music and movies. I like playing guitar and singing badly, reading, and running.
I really like The Hunger Games trilogy...
Check out my archive, it could interest you. You might even spend a ton of time on it.
So, now, it went from nightmares of loss of interest, loss of closure, not being good enough, not pleasing you or making you feel better, loss of your feelings before, to nightmares of death of those I love and care about and me being alone, without you or anyone. Being alone is not very fun. Then there are the nights where I wonder who would care if I died, or who would go to my funeral, or who would hurt after my loss. Would I be forgotten just like every other death that happens? Do I cross their minds every day? Is there something they wish they could have told me or confessed? Would they remember me as a good person? Am I a good person? Who have I wronged?
okay, no. Have to stop this chain now. How can I when I can’t sleep though? Return to nightmares, or leave myself to these thoughts? Let’s pray for a dream, a real nice one, yeah that.
*Watches ESPN*
*Sees Lebron James reading Catching Fire in the locker room before getting warmed up*
*Observes*
..
WHAT?
That’s awesome!
Pre-gaming with The Hunger Games; me gusta
