So, as none of you may know I began sophomore year about 2 ish weeks ago. And it has been genuine hell on earth. Most of my teachers are very nice, thats not my issue, it is the constant workload and lack of time for myself. I go to an IB school, meaning the rigor is just beyond awful, and I take Ap world and lang this year. I know that people flex on those, because yeah theyre a cool thing to flex about, but oh my god they are awful. I have this English teacher, we had to speak in a circle to e... » Continue Reading
My sister started buying books again. She´s on her journey on buying the books that she has read but does not have the physical copies, so her library it´s getting full once again. She recently got a new one and she´s already complaining about how she doesn´t have space anymore, an endless loop for book readers.If my sister is buying books, it means that I am also buying books. I´m not so much of a reader as she is, my library consists on being just one single shelf that still has some space for... » Continue Reading
Todays song of the day is Let The Right One In by Boston Manor, enjoy!Lyrics:A flower that is yet to be pickedGets to grow in the groundAnd blossom each yearYou were a monsoon left out in the coldBy wicked transgressorsI'd bury them allI'd kill for you(Don't let them in, don't let them in)I'd die for youYour love is like diamonds, your past is like coalKeep your words in my pocket, darlingI savour them allIf I never got caught, oh the things I would doI'd make them suffer for what they did to yo... » Continue Reading
Mano eu odeio semana de prova PUTAQUEPARIUhoje teve a prova paulista né, e com todo respeito, se fodam todos morram 🖕🖕🖕Odeio esse cu de prova tomara que a escola exploda e não tenha mais prova nenhuma também nesse caralhoSem nos aplicadores também né, grossos pra porra » Continue Reading
This journal entry was written after a half-drunken talk about expectations, future plans, and unhappiness. I stood beside an elderly man on the pier. Some would think me a giant as I stood while he sat hunched over on the bench. We looked out at the sea, gazed into the horizon where the sun would hide each night. The sky had slowly turned its brilliant blue into pastel hues of oranges, pinks, and purples. "I don't have many wants," I said to him. "I've only ever wanted to be with my family." Th... » Continue Reading
the scraping of cutlery against plates, the ambient chatter of a half-occupied restaurant, the tension of inquisitive silence. aurelia is seated next to jason and across from her mother. her stepfather declined the invitation to dinner (as expected), electing to stay home. the quiet is strangely suffocating for aurelia.finally, her mother finishes chewing, swallows, and clears her throat. "so... how'd you meet jeremy?""jason," aurelia corrects with a frown."right," her mother interjects, offerin... » Continue Reading
a quiet café with cool drinks, the AC on full blast to aid the patrons in avoiding the sweltering heat outside.if you'd asked aurelia three years ago if she thought gotham summers would be as hot as they were down south, she would've laughed. nowadays? she would've just sighed and fanned herself tiredly.but today? she didn't particularly mind walking in the heat. why didn't she mind, you might be wondering? because she was meeting up with jason. in the daylight. for the first time in what felt l... » Continue Reading
aurelia yawns as she continues reading. pink highlighter gripped in her hand. her eyes wander away from the words and towards her lingering hand: her chipped yellow nail polish, the freckles across her skin, the beaded bracelets she'd made. she was so bored. and tired.she'd been trying to get through this assigned reading for... what felt like hours. in reality, it'd been maybe two. she glances towards the library windows. it's already dark... she'd probably have to walk home alone. she always c... » Continue Reading
the party was warm in atmosphere, the people dancing and talking as the music played. aurelia herself stood off to the side, clutching her brother's arm. it was... a bit loud for her taste. it was all a bit much for her delicate sensibilities. she could feel every article of her clothing: her chemise, her stays, her petticoat, her gown. her slippers were rubbing slightly against her ankles. she grasps her fan in her gloved hand, fanning herself gently. she couldn't tell if the heat was a natural... » Continue Reading
it was a painfully average day. it was aurelia's first year at gotham city university. she'd grown used to the routine, six weeks into the spring semester. she sits at her desk, computer on the table, fingers moving across the keyboard as the professor carries on with the lecture.her backpack sits on the floor beside her chair. she glances toward it as her phone vibrates, sat on top of the contents of her bag. it was a text message from an unknown number. she reaches down to read it. as her hand... » Continue Reading
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