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A few months ago I bought a new skateboard. To be more exact, it is a longboard and I have begun getting back into skating. This was something I did a lot when I was growing up in Massachusetts but after moving south I pretty much gave it up. The kids in my neighborhood only were interested in basketball or baseball so my skateboard just disappeared at some point. It was always something I loved to do, and watching professional skateboarding now is simply amazing. It is completely mind blowing at this point where skateboarding is now, compared to how it was when I was a young kid growing up. I see skateboarders almost anywhere I go now, which is in complete contrast to what it was like as a kid. Skateboarding was looked down upon, it was for the rejects and the misfits. Now you can go to the mall find a skate shop. I have spent my nights when I have nothing to do learning to push properly again and learning to keep my balance and prevent speed wobble when flying down hills. My board ...

I wish I were a better person. Sometimes I wonder what I have to do in order for me to find a way to love myself. I've been told that it is the only way that I'm ever going to change and come out of this mold that I'm stuck inside of. I'm trying harder than ever.

I didn't spend my holiday time with my family this year. I did this for many reasons, but most of the time I really don't feel like I have much of a connection with those around me. I have always felt as though I was something that was always seen, but never understood or really even questioned. My parents have told me that they think I am completely delusional, and that I have a very angry attitude towards the world around me. I don't think that I'm an angry person, in fact, I tend to get a lot less angry about things that really seem to piss a lot of people off. I do however, have a very deep mistrust of the institutions and policy that I'm forced to live in on a day to day basis. I don't think anyone who knows me feels as though there is any kind of mystery as to why I feel the way I do. We live amongst injustice everywhere we go, and people are less and less concerned with the atrocity that is happening all around us. I know that I can't alone change all...