We are a generation of dreamers
of part-time achievers
of put-upon spenders
and excess in necessities
of stories of cities
We are the generation with all the possibilities
of a dying world
Takeovers and makeovers
of makeup and slander
of fine lines and white lies
we photoshop our faces
and call it art, call it normal
call it natural
him her xir
We are an anonymous generation
we are an era of obsessions
concessions
big screens and blue screens
blue lips and censorship
We are contagious, an illness of wellness
and we might finally love ourselves
What a life. Chapter 13. by Arash-Jikan, literature
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What a life. Chapter 13.
Excuses
"JAMIE! GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE!" yelled my mom.
"What do you want?" I called back.
"JUST GET OUT HERE! NOW." that now, sounded dead serious, and I knew I had better listen to that. So I dragged myself out of my warm bed, expecting the worst. I entered the living room.
"Mom..I'm sorry, I don't know what-"
"Let me speak." she then pointed to a spot on the carpet. "Tell, me, what's this green stuff on the carpet."
"I'm sorry, I don't know what came over-" wait, green? I thought. I looked over and sighed. Oops.
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What a life. Chapter 12.
Just playing it off.
I remember being shaken awake by my mom, and brother, they were wondering as to why I had just suddenly collapsed in the middle of the floor. They had worry in their eyes, but I couldn't tell them the truth.
"Jamie, why are you on the floor?" asked my brother Tye.
"I well...I dunno." I say. I look around to find an excuse, the t.v on my room is on, and I instantly think of something. "I was playing the N64 (That's all we had at the time) and I turned it off, and must have passed out here."
"Then you must be really tired." says my mom. "C'mon,
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What's a life. Chapter 11.
Just in time.
I had mere minutes before they got home, and after the adrenaline started to fade, I starting feeling the pain in my thighs now. I wanted to scream, but I couldn't. I had to focus and clean. It hurt so bad to move. I kept thinking how much of a fucking idiot I was for this. And he wouldn't let me forget it.
"You're so stupid." he said. "Such a dumb ass, why would you do such a thing?"
"I don't know!" I was still losing blood and I was running out of time.
"Well it's your fault not mine. And you get to enjoy all this pain. And it only makes me s
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What a life. Chapter 10.
The first attempt.
"I'm ready." I said.
"Good." replied my dark side. "It's your time. Remember, no one cares for you, especially those 'friends' or yours."
"I know." I said, feeling weird. I then got up from my room, my mom and brother went out that night to go do grocery shopping, I went to the kitchen. And pulled out a knife. A sharp knife. Enough to stab through my neck, and end everything, let my blood escape from my body, and fall into eternal darkness.
"Do it!" yelled my dark side in my head. "Let your blood spill!"
"Yes. I will." I rais
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What a life. Chapter 9.
What he convinced me.
"Well don't you feel pretty crappy?" my dark side said breaking the silence.
"Shut up." I said.
"Well I know I would, I mean, look how much trouble you got into."
"I said, shut up." I said again.
"Ah, this is the life huh? I get to torture you, you're really sad, and depressed."
"I SAID. SHUT UP."
"Oh, a little temper mental are we?"
"Just a little, I've had a bad day as you know."
"Well then that's you're fault bot mine....Well actually it is mine. D
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What a life. Chapter 8.
So much trouble.
"Well shit." said my dark side. "You where kinda asking for this, you should've stopped when you had the chance."
"Oh, shut the hell up." I replied coldly.
"Guys, what do we do now?" I asked. We were trailing behind the teacher slowly so we could talk.
"We?!" Said Burke. "No, it's what you're going to do. Us three agreed we'll just blame you for supplying the weed, and everything."
"Heh...Funny joke guys...you don't mean that right?" I said warily.
"No, we are dead serious." replied Nick. "You're taking the
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Finally caught.
From then on, it's how it was, everyday I met up with those guys in the morning, and smoked pot with them, and my dark side would just put me down, all the time, I got a question wrong, I was a failure, I didn't something wrong, I was stupid, idiotic or a retard. I was being told no one would ever love me. And what did I do? Start to believe everything he said. Anyway, let's just skip 6 months ahead. Cause that's pretty much everything that went of for 6 months.....
"Hey guys." I said as I walked up to Nick, Burke, and Jacob.
"Hey, you steal one of your moms lights like we
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What a life. Chapter 6.
What he is.
My only thoughts? "Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap. This cannot be happening."
"Heh, it's your fault, you didn't have to listen to me." Said the voice.
"Oh shut up. If you never came in my head I never would have had to do any of what happened today." I replied.
"Again, not my fault, you made the decision to allow me in your head, you stupid pathetic nobody."
"Alright. Fine...." I said, and I sat down on the couch beside my mom.
"Jamie, can you tell me what happened today?" my mom asked.
"Well...I...Umm.
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End of the first day.
"Oh shit, not again!" said Nick, and started putting everything away inside his hoodie pockets, but then Burke just calmed him down and said, "Dude, just calm down, it's just Cindy."
"Oh." said Nick.
Jacob leaned over and whispered into my ear, "Cindy's, Nick's girlfriend, they've been together for like 2 years now." I looked at him and gave him an oh okay look, and nodded.
"Whatcha guys up to? More pot?" she said as she walked up. "Of course, you are. What a surprise." Then she looked at me, studied me over and asked. "What are y