Aaahh! Junior year! I feel so old!
Ridiculous, isn't it? One minute, you're the awkward freshman walking in the halls always staring at the floors and the next you're the weird junior that still "can't get her shit together", as my band director would say.
I'm not gonna lie, I honestly thought that these high school years would go by mad slow, but here I am, half way done, near-failing my math and science courses and unable to organize my thoughts. Age doesn't improve a damn thing with me.
I just realized that I haven't written here in almost a year, which is probably a good and bad thing. Good because there really is no point in me writing here and bad because that means I'm procrastinating yet again. I should probably get back to my music theory homework then......
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My kinda woman "Beauty Brains and a complete Psycho"
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When people die they do not disappear. They go outward. They go everywhere and into everything. You can feel them when you breathe.
Love carries on endlessly.
So do they.
-anonymous
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"Sorry for my bad English, Français, Português, Italiano, Galego, Català,..."
"...y la vida continúa, sin basura alrededor!!!"
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When people die they do not disappear. They go outward. They go everywhere and into everything. You can feel them when you breathe.
Love carries on endlessly.
So do they.
-anonymous
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"Sorry for my bad English, Français, Português, Italiano, Galego, Català,..."
"...y la vida continúa, sin basura alrededor!!!"
Thank you so much!
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My Portfolio
Katie Franke
Traditional Art Gallery Moderator
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When people die they do not disappear. They go outward. They go everywhere and into everything. You can feel them when you breathe.
Love carries on endlessly.
So do they.
-anonymous
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