Tales of a Teenage Misfit Vol. 1.

RISE AND SHINE, MISFITS. My average greeting for an average day. Only today isn't an average day. Today is the day you find out about me. So, in that manner, it's a very special day. Or a dreadful day. However you want to see it. It's not like I can see it now. After all, I don't exist in your mortal realm anymore. How could i? I'm dead. Not that you'd care, most people don't. Not a sob story. How could it be? My story is amusing if not mindblowingly hilarious. It's a pretentious little story. Not majorly on my part, but in general. Is it surreal? Hearing my voice after i'm i'm dead? Well, first off, did you even know I died? That I took my life? Did you hear it? Any of you? Oh, that's right. This message is to many people. Don't be so self centered, you aren't the only one who was so unworthy of my story that you heard it after my death. I know what some of you must be thinking? "How are we unworthy if you took out the time to do this for us?" Oh, trust me. I'm not doing this FOR all of you, I'm doing this TO all of you. This "story" that I speak of is going to play over and over in your head, hopefully keeping you all to ask yourself why I'm including you in my audience to this tale. Well you'll find out soon enough. And though some of you are particularly stubborn, maybe I can drill this into your head, all the way to your pathetic little graves. just maybe.