Winter Spring
- Breeze
- Vapor
- Peace
- Bag
- Melody
- Wait
- Palette
- Yourself
- Wrong
- Chill
- Vines
- Split
- Peaks
- Stride
TSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
A mere thought, and they are right there! Right in front of me. If only it always worked.
For one final time we meet. The cluster of people that got used to each other in such a short amount of time. And in no time at all we will disperse as suddenly as we have met.
I and the closest of the flock have gone out for a joint meal, as a symbol of a mutual goodbye, and I couldn't help but, once more, feel mildly disappointed with the briefness that is an instant.
Never felt dishonest with self, but I now have more insight into the inner workings of the mind.
Bus drivers are much more frightening when wearing a face mask and taking the wrong route.
I hate how people bash Golden Sun Dark Dawn. I'm playing it right now, and its great! Except its annoying how easy they made it. It's Like it was designed for intoxicated infants that can't make out up from left and down from right. and these graphics? So what if they are the best I've seen on the DS? Pong had better graphic! And what about these points of no return? Who does that? I have never heard of a game that blocks off parts of the map for story purposes before! Ever! These people at Camelot are ridiculous! OFF WITH THEIR HEADS!
Nothing is permanent, but change.
BzzzzZZZZZZzzzzzzZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!! Just noise! All is noise! Too much DAMN NOISE!!!
Over! Its over. The catalyst of stress has finally been dealt with. I may now rest in peace. Somewhat. Still alive.
Time! The match is over. And now we shall rest.
A week in a half of freedom from the daily obligations! Sketch time? Sketch time!
Can't write down jokes I spontaneously make. It would ruin the purity with the anticipation.
Too late. Must reconsider.
Been home for a total of 30 min the past 3 days. Life on break is such a fun waste of time! Never is there time to stop. Never is the time to think. The palette passing by. Each instant coming and going with a sufficient enough speed to be no time at all. And yet each leaving a trace.
A temporary escape. Hardly worth it. People need to come to their senses by more natural means.
Oh no there is a Pokemon behind me!!!! Nazi zombie. Hahahahaha
Everything is eliminated.
Home sweet home. After a week long escape.
Being absolutely open is a great feeling. Nothing to hide. And yet it feels so strange, unnatural, and daring.
BBQ sandwich with a potato salad on the side! ...oh and a Rockstar! Duh, WINNING.
Its gonna be dark! For an hour! Come hither my candle friends, we shall have us a staring contest! Ooooor I could just play my DS. Either one.
Its just... Chill.
x2 the freeway speed limit? Doesn't that sound like the safest thing in the world!
Later than it should be. Time is wasted.
"Its not who you are underneath, its what you do that defines you." -BATMAAAAAAN

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