March 2012
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This past Thursday I walked into the band room to grab my french book from the tuba room. I believe it was Mr. Landes’ prep period or maybe percussion was out practicing because the room was completely empty. I saw Mr. Landes in his office but I thought he might be busy so I just headed straight to the tuba room. I grabbed my book and as I looked up I noticed Mr. Landes standing outside the...
The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her skin seemed to...
– 1984, George Orwell (via thatkindofwoman)
Unit Sleepover
Lyndon and Tim are playing LoL, Nancy has already ktfo’d, and Jenny is talking to herself.
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Anonymous asked: what really sucks most is thinking that maybe you liked me too, but never asking about it and assuming the worst and acting accordingly. i'm happy to see youre doing fine though. there's nothing bitter about this! im just scared of saying any of this to you publicly but i felt like you should know.
Anonymous asked: i liked you so much and now i don't even know why. at least in a few months i won't ever have to see you again
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Anonymous asked: ENOCH WAS ASKED TO SADIES?! Awhs wheres the cute facebook picture....whos the girl....?!
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It’s funny how I can still remember how at the beginning of my freshman year I promised myself I would do everything in my power to make sure that I wouldn’t leave high school with any regrets. In retrospect, that promise seems like it was a fool’s errand.
These past few months I have been so bogged down with regret and the inevitable frustration that results that I have...