I'm already going; I'm already gone...you'll never find me

I know this is weird. It was a project for my writing class. I've been trying to write about the situation that caused my last post since..sunday..but It's proving difficult. This may be as close as you'll get to figuring it out (good fucking luck) until I'm ready.

oh, and if you're reading this--it totally isnt about you, so dont freak out or get pissed at me thinkin Im calling you a boy...you're a man.. unless you have a vah-guy-nah..cause then you're a chick.. aaaanywhooo

Boys. Boys put on a show. Boys put on a bluff. Clever boys don’t get caught. Boys have an agenda. Boys busy themselves with plots. Clever boys stick to their plans. Boys create gutsy within themselves. Boys play games. Boys toy with emotions. Boys make promises they cannot keep. Boys hurt other people. Hurtful boys have trouble growing into men. Boys scare. Two boys, one with the intention of hurting someone; the other with the intention of having someone. Boys are selfish. One boy inflicts pain. Boys leave scars. One boy believes he is helping. A boy only increases the pain. Boys never cease. Boys always try to get what they want. Selfish boys. Boys tear things apart, ripping the pieces into two halves that will never make a whole again. Boys reward themselves. Boys talk of their triumphs. The boys exaggerate their story, trying to form themselves into men with their words. Boys have moments of no control. Uncontrolled boys allow themselves to commit acts they may regret later. Boys touch, grope, and feel their way into situations where they become uncontrolled boys. Boys are dumb. Boys listen when you tell what they want to hear. Boys are gullible; if you say what they want to hear, they believe it. Boys believe you when you say it’s okay. Boys are irresponsible. Boys possess things in which they cannot possibly care for in the correct way. Boys break.