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Colton: If someone had their hand on your dick, but you were controlling their hand motions (up and down), would you be masturbating or would you be getting a hand job?

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Colton: It's kind of funny how people only choose to acknowledge your existence when you complain about them not.

Colton: It's like, people will do whatever they can to prove that they're a good person to you because they come to you when you say that.

Colton: And then when you're quiet, people right up and fuck off again.

Colton: And people wonder why I hate nearly everybody.

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@shxdowx: So many new faces around school.. It's a little weird, to be honest.

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Colton: What's wrong with me.

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Colton: You know what?

Colton: I've been looking at a few other people around here, listening to the words that are going around.

Colton: I'm kind of glad nobody gives a shit about my presence here.

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Colton: I'm in shit.

Colton: Like, deep deep deep horse shit.

Colton: I need help.

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Colton: We enter this world alone, and we leave this world alone. The relationships that we gain here with our time on Earth are made simply because we cannot stand to play life's game alone. I don't have many relationships with people because I don't feel the need to hide my loneliness in the bonds with others.

Colton: Though, even if I know that temporary company only fills a small gap in this massive blackhole of loneliness that consumes us all in the very end, I can't help but wish for something in the late hour when loneliness strikes most.

Colton: That is most definitely a selfish thing to say, a selfish thing for me to ask, company from another. But I am a human being, you are a human being, and that is that. We are selfish creatures.

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     This had happened on many occasions. Colton would often have haunting dreams of this.. thing. This dark cloud of nothing but hurt and hatred and everything bad he could veer imagine put together into one being. It was terrifying, really. And he had no idea what it is. He knew it as his Shadow. It wasn't his friend, but rather his enemy. It knew him in ways he couldn't ever imagine a thing knowing him, and it terrified him to the core. But even more terrifying than that were the times when he would wake up, but not really be awake. he would be caught in dreams within dreams and he was never sure if he was living in a dream, or awake in reality. By the age now of nineteen, he still wasn't sure if his reality was even true anymore. He had woken up screaming, terrified of his Shadow. When he touched his face, it was damp, and his chest heaving from the screams he must have been emitteing for more than just two seconds. He was scared, and when he looked over at the person who was supposed to be in the room with him, the only thing he had seen at first was none other than his Shadow. "-- Leave me alone!!"