Ashley
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I'm too far, too far; For you to come and save me. Redemption comes knocking on my door, I begin to slowly disintegrate. Exanimate. My body, torn apart, separated. I shiver. My soul. My soul, it grasps for air in the outside world. Breathe, I need to breathe. Hesitation kicks in. My mind is filled with doubt. But it's too late. Don't try to save me now. I'm long gone.
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Counting all the scars you made
And now that I'm sitting here thinking it through
I've never been anywhere cold as you
ISA today was pretty shit, about 10 comprehensions(mcq and answers) and a freakin persuasive essay on whether poor people or endangered animals require more help. And again, in 30 minutes. I wrote quite a lot of bs in the essay, like only one and a half pages, so I'm not expecting to do very well. Jeez. Science was boring, talking about bananas and their phallic appearances. Go look up the dictionary if you wanna know what it means, or if not, you can just think sick.
I got a 7 for the Maths Semestral test, and I am quite disappointed in myself. Not that I did really badly or anything, I just could have done better. And I still can't believe *ahem* got higher than me, wtf. Ashley, go bang your head against a wall.
I hate drama with an intense amount of fury, yea I do. Freakin presentation tomorrow, I'm not even halfway near done with the freakin script and we haven't even practised. Fucking shit. Am totally prepared to get screwed tomorrow, because of the drama presentation and partially because of the freakin math quiz tomorrow on exponential functions. Great, I can see myself walking to school tomorrow like a zombie. Whee much? I don't think so, try being in my shoes.
Raindrops in action, taken a long long long time ago.
I wanna go Home
Let me go Home