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Letter to the Hopeless


What keeps us all ticking? Okay, not like ticking as in a clock, ticking as in what keeps us going. So everyone has those days where we wake up to the sound of that dreadful alarm clock and we think to ourselves, "Today is going to be a bad day." Yet, despite the fact that we know the day is going to be bad we buck up, get dressed, and get on with life. I have to wonder why we always continue to keep going, even though the going looks rough. Some I believe, look to love as a reason to be strong. I am one of those people. Even though I'm only 17 and SO not looking for a husband yet, I look for the idea of love to keep me strong in those times of weakness. We all have met those mean and hurtful boys/girls who seem to break our hearts, but we still love the idea of love. Next, I believe people look to the future as a sign to be strong. If you give up now, how are you going to have a prosperous future? Hmm..let's think about this for a second.. YOU'RE NOT! Everyone thinks about where they will be in 5-10 years, and I'm sure everyone imagines themselves being happy. We're human, this is normal people. I think I'm a odd person because of the fact that I drive home each day and I think about the oddest things. Tonight, I was thinking about Senior Pictures that I want to take. Dumb, huh? I know. Everyone has that thing that keeps them ticking, or those things that keep them ticking. We all are different, as I have said a million times, and that my friend, is a reason to be happy (:

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