It was Mrs. Koutchavelis’s turn to read her OWN poem and luckily it was short. It went something like this: “I am the answer. I am the question. Ask me my question? Question my answer! I blow, I breathe, I bubble.” I think she made it up while Mrs. Lorenzo was reading Walt Whitman.
Feeling Sorry For Celia (via theadventurouscraftster)
3 exams done, 1 to go!
And then it’s officially summertime for me :D
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We’ll never give up, it’s no use,
if we’re fucked up you’re to blame
Blink 182 - Anthem Part 2
