Dear everyone,
As most of us know (the...what.? 4? 5? Active users) that Blaze (Ty) is leaving Tomorow.
I don't feel like explaining if you don't know. It's too painful to talk about it.
I just wanted to say that I'm asking you, Tyler, to please not leave.
At the creation of this site, I wasso excited about roleplaying Maximum Ride. After I met all you guys, I wasn't so much. I was just interested into talking to you on the chatbox, because your my friends. I remember the times where we'd all be saying "Lol" every five seconds. The good times. Where we were just a bunch of kids having stupid fun.
Then everything started. The demons, the powers, and I've gotta admit, I didn't really believe much of that stuff.
Then the dragons came along.
Fang and Eona. (Red, skip this section if you want) I really wanted one. Really bad. I tried all these spells. I really did have a dragon necklace I tried to use. I actually did email the site creator of the spell website (I didn't get reply back).
So here comes the...thing that I sorta hate myself for.
I made Torrent up.
Even though I never really talked about Torrent much at all, I felt so left out.
I really hope you will forgive me and understand. <3
Every day, I feel like crap. No, not like I'm sick I feel terrible way. I feel terrible.
To prove it, I'll copy and paste a poem I wrote yesterday.
I know it's terribly written and I suck at poetry, but this is how I feel at school, in life, everything.
It's The Way
It's the way they look at me,
It's the way they stare.
It's the way they don't like me,
It's the way they don't care.
It's the way they ignore me,
It's like I'm not even there.
It's the way they think I don't see the looks,
Even though I do.
It's the way they think I won't see the looks,
But this is nothing new.
It's the way I'm all alone,
Nobody would risk reputation.
It's the way I'm unusually smart,
But there's no appreciation.
It's the way I'm so ugly,
How nobody could ever love me.
It's the way I'm such a loser,
And all these preps are above me.
It's the way they don't know how it hurts,
To be treated like some spare dirt,
So to myself I must stay,
And maybe rise another day,
But for now, I just guess,
It's the way.
See? It sucks. But oh well.
That's how I feel. I came here to escape my pain. But now I'm not sure which causes me more pain.
So Tyler, I'm asking you not to leave. Please. You are one of my best friends
If you leave...I leave....because I'd be here for nothing.