You think a writer would be able to use big people words instead of "Who Whee". Well, I am far to tired to be articulate. Which brings me to the matter of today. Love. Few people have it, and those that do, have no clue as what to do with it. I see the pain soaked face of children as they wander the sweltering halls of America's largest failure, a public school. In this case, mine. Now you are asking, "So? What about it?". This is what about it. I believe in this world where the only answer is start over, that the only thing left to do is hang logic, hang the rules, and hang your fellow man till you find that one thing true that you love, and never let it go. I, once more, know what your thinking.(Coinscidence, I think not. ^^) You are wondering how this was brought up. It had to do with seeing this kid in my first period class come back from vacation. He spent almost two weeks in florida, "chasing a**" and skateboarding. He is a fool. However, a fool with the best tan I have ever seen. Eat your heart out superficial tanning bed bitches.
It is times like these I wish I believed in hate so I could hate men and women. Untill next, Progress.
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