I is senior now ?
LULZLAWLZLULZ. LULZLAWLZLULZ. LULZLAWLZLULZ. LULZLAWLZLULZ. LULZLAWLZLULZ. LULZLAWLZLULZ. LULZLAWLZLULZ. LULZLAWLZLULZ. Oh. Fuck.
I had a conversation with ———- and she’s apparently going to stick with her boyfriend even though she’s staying in Texas and he’s going to be in is the East Coast of U.S…She says she loves him and I don’t doubt any of that, but my question is… How will she handle it ? How will he handle it ?
Three days ago there was a mentally challenged boy that started dancing in the cafeteria. He was so happy, so carefree, and so excited. The whole cafeteria was smiling for him. Glenda Dawson High School GMH
Go on, get out. Last words are for fools who haven’t said enough.– Karl Marx’s purported last words (via raifk) (via quote-book)
I haven’t slept for two days…
Can I ...
wake up in the morning and see your face again ? Its okay, keep pushing me away. I wish you would have stopped me from falling for you though. I’m glad you let me have the privilege of having beautiful memories with you. I read a theory about people that were meant to be together, always find a way to be together. But, I refuse to let that get in the way of both our futures. You...
Why do you put up with his shit? Because, I love him. And sometimes, I feel taken advantage because of that. Maybe I’ll never be “that girl”. Maybe I’ll never be pretty enough. But, I’m a human being, I make mistakes…I’m flawed. I hate crying and for the first time in three months, I did it again today. I cried for all my friends, I cried for...
And she loves;
I’m just going through the motions of school now, and than on weekend — even less of a life… Work. Class. Study. Fun is a rarity. I don’t enjoy much of anything anymore even if its hanging out with the people that are leaving soon. They’re all leaving… I’m going to miss them all, so, so much. I know, it’s life, we move on. But right now, I love...
Love you long time.: Period song. →
Wake up in the morning w/ blood on my panties Grab my pads, I’m out the door with them riding my fanny. Before I leave, brush my teeth, with cramps on my back. Because when I bleed for the day, I ain’t coming back. I’m talking about menstrual flows, flows. Stomach always bloats, bloats. Aching… ROFLOPTER. So disgusting, yet so funny.
AP tests go away. As my mind goes astray. Leave me in my abyss. As I come up with fantasies of a sweet, sweet bliss. As I type this up, eating a strawberry, Scratching my legs, that are oh-so-hairy. Oh no! Oh, woe. Along with my sanity, there goes the last strawberry. =________=;
The days are getting shorter...
…and my patience is waning thinner.
Can we pretend tha airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars….I...– B.o.B