I want to tug at the roots before it even considers it ugly weltering petals.
My grades are not good enough. 69, 79, 74..in that pattern. I guess I got what I deserve right?... But I studied! I got a tutor. What is stopping me from applying myself when It comes to test? They don't scare me, and I feel as though I've been learning so much so why is it that when I look over my shoulder the person sitting right next to me gets handed a 97 test grade? I almost want to cry today -- I was so confident prior.
Well, I won't give up that's for sure. I'll just have to email my teachers more and work harder; even if it means loosing my car.
The pressure is on.
Gravitation is in fact "easy" and dangerous as ringing a doorbell.
Victorious is her name [insider] What a scary thought! hahaha.
Anyway, So I sat on my bike the other day, the wheels are flat. I'll pump air into them as soon as possible and I guess follow in Lystra's tire tracks..
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I see myself disappearing more from one me into another. I don't feel weak, and I don't feel alone. I'm a little upset but I know I'll be there, somewhere, in the future. & boy, will it be bright...
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