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Oh my gosh. I think I just puked. In my mouth.
Why? Because I had no advice last night.
And I was really depending on you guys.
Oh wait, No ONE CARES.
I think I will just delete this blog.
Take it off the internet.
Well, It was nice knowing no one.
Bye.

Men in the wild.......and big fat elephant dancers

Ok, guys. I did it.
Did what exactly?
Well, let me just say that I.....
Umm......
Don't call me a perverted freak when I tell you this but....
I brought my camera to school and photographed the PERFECT boy.
And no, I am not going to put up the picture because, he would know who I am.
Anyway, he is 17, and he has the most GORGEOUS black hair that sort of fell over his eyes. And the most GORGEOUS Emerald Green eyes that sparkled. mmmgfvfdjs ,fv lgv gjk .
Sorry, I just fell asleep daydreaming about him and I.
And...he is at least 6,2 and has wiry arms and and and and and.....
He is just beautiful in every way possible.
I think I'm in love.
My best friend Stacy was like: "Max, you are never going to get anywhere in life if you just DROOL over his picture. Ya GOTTA make a mover girllll."
Says the girl with red hair and neon colored high tops.
Just wait till you here the angel's name.
"ARNOLD"
No, I'm kidding.
Zachariah Mostess
He. Is. B-E-Autiful!
I'm sorry. I'm just boy crazy right now.
I should go make a move. Should I wait, or go and tell him?
What should I say?!!
Could you guys help me out? This is my first time actually socially talking to a boy.
Thanks.
I have something to talk about.
Dance.
I told you I am an acrobatic dancer, and I absolutely LOVE it so much.
But, there is a girl in my class.
Maria Sherberg.
Oh god, I hate her.
She has stick straight blonde hair and BLUE EYES. She thinks she is the best dancer in the world. She sucks at everything.
I think I should video tape her.
You think I am so so so so mean?
Yesterday, she called me a "Greasy slimy pig."
EEWwww.
I hate her so so much.
JUST LET ME DANCE B*$#h!!!!!!!!!!!!
What should I do? Tell me in the comments.
Well, bye guys. Help me!
Max.

My song I wrote for YOU

Hi guys. I was just thinking to myself, and I wrote a song.
For the blog. I wrote this myself, so please don't steal.
I will quit the blog if you do.
Well, sing it to your own tune.
Enjoy.

You and I by Max Harris.

First time we stood
shaking hands
we flew a plane
that never did land
You had a heart, as big as mine
You were crazy, entertaining
And little did we know, we were running out of time
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CHORUS
You listen to our heart beat go
As we fly to never land
we sympathize our together hold
like foot prints in the sand
I heard it first, and then twice
that beautiful boy who was always so nice
We sprout our wings and together we fly
Here's the story of you and I
You and I
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Take a break
Get up and stretch
Do it for your own sake
You know you need to go
come away with me
Together, forever, just me and you
we see the world with different eyes
Like a whole new place
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CHORUS

You listen to our heart beat go
As we fly to never land
we sympathize our together hold
like foot prints in the sand
I heard it first, and then twice
that beautiful boy who was always so nice
We sprout our wings and together we fly
Here's the story of you and I
You and I
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I love the way you talk
Saying things you think of
You love the way I walk
right into your arms

You listen to our heart beat go
to a beat you never did know
We jump together and touch the sky
Not just me, you and I
I heard it first, and then twice
you never met a girl this nice
After years, we still shine
You and I
You and I
You and I
You and I

We sprout our wings and together we fly
That was the story of you and I
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I hope you guys enjoyed it.
Comment in the box thing if you liked.
Or, just comment because I'm so alone.
Max Riley Harris

Drowning

Hi guys. It's Max again. And let me tell you..
I'm drowning.
In my own body, I'm drowning. All of the hatred I'm drowning in is consuming my each and every breath that escapes my mouth. I have nobody in my life that loves me truly. Except my dad. It's just me and my dad. My dad and I. My mom left when they both divorced. 
So, he's all I have left who loves me. And I love him with all my heart because we trust each other. We stand together everyday, and he protects me from bad things.
But, I don't have somebody who I know as a close friend that loves me. A boy to be exact.  I know, my dog Fro Yo means the world to me. But, let's face it.
I need a boyfriend.
And I'm not a needy person. I just want somebody to hold me in their arms.
Arms that are bigger than mine, A heart that can hold all of me. Not just a few parts. Somebody who listens to me when I talk to them. And I listen back.
I need somebody. And I am going to look.
I'll update later.
Max

The Beginning of the End

Hello. I am Max Harris. And welcome to my blog. This will probably bore the bejeezus out of ya, but that's fine. As you could tell by everything on my blog, I have no friends. That's funny, because in real life, I don't have any friends!
Oh I'm just kidding. :()
It's not like you cared.
I am currently writing this in my school library, which stinks because my laptop is WAY faster!
*Kicks the fudge out of the stupid slow computer*
WORK DAMMIT!
Ugh. Never mind. Let me just hope this comes out okay. I welcome you here. And I called the blog You and I because, well, it is just you and I. You could just randomly come upon this blog. It's YOU I'm talking to. Not your dog. Or cat. Or your worst enemy. Or your crush. Definitely not your parents.
I hope you savor every drop of this blog.
*cricket chirps.....*
Mumbles: God dammit.
Well, that was awkward. Please save me from the silence!
From me to you, I bring the Beginning of the End.
Good luck.
Max.