51. When the block ends.
What is the purpose of life? For fame? Fortune? To forge relationships? And please this is not teen angst or mid-life crisis or anything emo-related. Just a general question. Don't you find it peculiar. Do we all live to die, to what we call the afterlife? Maybe life after death is good, but we never get emails from those six feet under to ascertain that, do we.
Do people die of insufficiency of sleep? Like dying of hunger, there is starvation. Hm. Like desleeprivation or something.
8.58am is the time when the lift stops on almost every level, and everyone starts streaming in. How weird is it, purposely hampering my efforts to rush to school in the space of two minutes.
And have you ever actually seen wheelchair-bound people board 'wheelchair-friendly' buses? Not for me.
Oh lollipops keep you awake if you are falling asleep from sewing or other mundane activities.
Friday night, not gonna waste it man.
Lalalala.

Get the money and run.

School was never so beautiful until you look at it from another perspective; i suggest lying down.





HAHAHAwaddafargue.


Not nice one w0rsxz. Very milky aftertaste.

last day.

Last Day.

LAST DAY.
CLASSROOM ANTICS AND COMMON COURTESY,
feat. EMO HAIR
Let the pictures do the storytelling man.
Disclaimer: The following images you see are not ENTIRELY taken by me solely, so screw any n00bilitaye spotted.
feat. EMO HAIR
Let the pictures do the storytelling man.
Disclaimer: The following images you see are not ENTIRELY taken by me solely, so screw any n00bilitaye spotted.

UNO.

DUE.

TRE.

I-Need-A-Hug Contender One.



Peace, my FIEND.

And so there are two.


Three.
The bewbs are very hard and it is more comfortable to go from the back; my personal opinion only. PGpeegeePEEgee!!!111111oneone

Worshipping VTOHS.

You need longer hair, dood.

And we see hope.


Bad English.

Mannequin Jr., The Baby.


Bad memories, pleated skirt.






Emopossibilty, failed.

Where the babies respawn.



VTHOS' gifts.

Graffiti artist in the making.
18:29, 23 February.
3p.m.(s) are such a prick in the skin but 5p.m.(s) are so good; the perfect time to start a lazy Saturday.
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