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Good memories from a past,
Now haunted with sadness
And distress.
It's torturing the mind into a pschotic mess.
It's burning the soul into ash.
It's cutting the heart into slivers.
It's making the body shut down altogether...
Why can't good things be cherished,
Without interference?
Interference from bad habits and depression.
Interference from anxiety attacks and panic.
I just want to push those bad things a way,
And remember all the good things today!
So, interfernece your trap won't work this time.
No, not in my mind!
Now haunted with sadness
And distress.
It's torturing the mind into a pschotic mess.
It's burning the soul into ash.
It's cutting the heart into slivers.
It's making the body shut down altogether...
Why can't good things be cherished,
Without interference?
Interference from bad habits and depression.
Interference from anxiety attacks and panic.
I just want to push those bad things a way,
And remember all the good things today!
So, interfernece your trap won't work this time.
No, not in my mind!
Literature
Oakbridge - pt 3
Wilbur knew he should have stayed after class to check his grade with Mrs Forrester, if for no other reason than to know what his mother was going to find out when she sent her email. Instead, he got up and fled as soon as the bell rang, barely waiting around for Jon to catch up. But Jon was quick to get out of there as well, catching up before Wilbur had a chance to get very far.
"Why didn't you tell me you got your car back?" Jon asked, trying to stuff his coat through the straps of his backpack.
"I only got it back this morning. But it doesn't matter, because that bitch is gonna make me lose it again until I graduate," Wilbur said gri
Literature
Turning Point
Look for the dawn which is yet to come, which lays ready behind the rolling hills,
The dawn which enlightens and which brings joy,
Know that no matter how dark the day has become, how black the sky is,
That the hills come closer with each passing second,
Wander freely, before the time has come, because there is only one chance,
One chance to explore, to live without care, to decide for yourself,
And know that whatever you may choose, that support rides along with it,
Know that anything is fair game, and that there is no wrong choice,
Know that your choice should reflect your passions, not others,
The dawn creeps ever closer, do not let it tak
Literature
Possible futures
First Actual Meetings
To say the day had been testing was an understand from one Yorkshire man known by the handle of Raven, who was about ready to flee at any moment. But no he had agreed to this meet up and to show the crew around his home town. The day he thought would never come here right here and now just waiting for them to gather but of course the bus had been late when he had set out from the house, on top of the gathered crowds either boarding outgoing trains, leaving incoming ones and heading into town.
So here he was waiting at the train station, surrounded by a horde of strangers waiting for a sign of the crew’s arrival
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Remember the good times and be happy and laugh!
Give interference a good, swift kick in the butt!
Give interference a good, swift kick in the butt!
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