“Can you believe its been almost 2 and a half years? Its so close to being over..” Scooter stared in amazment at a beautifully decorated giant stadium somewhere.. I don’t keep track anymore…
“You act like it’s the last tour I’ll ever be on. There will be others” I kicked a cord in my way
“JUSTIN! Don’t kick that. You don’t know what its for!” My mother yelled at me
“So whatgmh” I mumbled, My mother rolled her eyes.
“Can you believe your almost 19! You started this tour when you were barely 17!”Ryan G’s eyes filled up.
“Yeah so sentimental…” I walked off the stage.I plopped down on a couch, and stuffed my face with brownies that I demanded be cake-like and extra chocolate -ly backstage at every night.
Scooter had packed on every concert he could get, making this tour almost 3 years. 3 years. Its been 3 years since I’ve seen all of my family in Canada. Yeah, some of them flew out, but I just wish I could sit in Stratford with everyone there, all at once. It’s been 3 years. 3 years since I’ve last seen or talked to Mendi. 3 freakin years since I’ve seen that gorgous face. Ever since that day Mendi dumped me, I’m not the same Justin.. apparently to my parents and my friends, crew, management. But not the fans, to them im just as fine as I’ve ever been, Because I try to put on a happy face for them… they’re really the only thing that keeps me going. But im just so worn out with performing, I don’t know if I can do this anymore. I can’t talk for more than five minutes everyday., because my vocal cords are so worn out, I’ll probably never have the same voice ever again. So I’m stuck with this raspy voice. Mama Jan thinks what im doing is beyond impossible, She says we’re practicly asking for the little fibers in my throat to snap, Which in my opinon, would be a relief, I wouldn’t have to sing anymore.. But to everyone else, It means no fans, and no fans means no reason for me to hold on. They’re all scared for my safety, I had to be put oon depression pills about 6 months ago, The doctor said it’s because of the constant stress I’m under with this hectic lifestyle im living, but no one bothered to mention my trama I went through with Mendi. When Mendi told me all she wanted was to be normal, my heart felt like it was bout to hit the ground. I can give her anything she wants, but not what she needs.. Isn’t that what a man is supposed to do? Being normal is just something ANY other man can give her BUT me…. And that’s the worst part about it. I used to think I could make any girl happy, cause I had all the money in the world, so I could get them anything they wanted, I always thought normal guys could never could compete. That I was going to win everytime. But boy, was I wrong, With the one girl I want, They win everytime…… Ever since that day, I feel like im just hanging by a thread, ready to break at any moment. I feel like there’s more to me and Mendi that what Me or Anybody knows, and I think im finally ready to find her again. My mom used to tell me by this time, I would be healed a little bit and could move on with my life. But it never happened… Don’t ask me why I didn’t fight more, Why I just ran away from her the moment she sent me free. Because even I don’t know that, I don’t know the reason.
Okay, Its short but stilll... LOOK AT THIS PICTURE I FOUND OF JUSTIN!!!!! THIS IS RECENT, LOOK HOW MUCH MORE BUFF HE LOOKS.. LIKE MY JAW LITERALLY HIT THE FLOOR....