Its not right, but its okay;
Wrongness just as night in day.
Life perspectives buried deep,
Stupid, greedy, left to steep.
Orwells nightmares walk the streets
Hidden under neon sheets,
As Bradbury and Huxley wail,
Those few humans standing pale.
Disbelief is not a fight,
Nor can anger flex its might.
Masses, hordes, from all around
Stampede whats human to the ground.
Creatures form Sisyphus stone
On television, telephone,
Internet, radio, and print;
Cruelty tele-omniscient.
Fuck it.
Ignite.
Were done.















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I really need to start drawing again...
I've been like.. not drawing.
Well I doodle.
School has me busy.
We had to read Great Expectations.
And now we are reading Things Fall Apart.
We start St Joan tomorrow.
Blahh.
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Never be afraid to love those you love. Keep an open heart and mind.
Right now, it's one about a 52-year-old's sex life.
In English class today we watched this really sweet documentary on the witch burnings and the inquisition.
My marks are holding up so far in Pre-Ib... 92% in French and Bio and an 86% in Math.. I have no idea as to what my English mark is.
So how have you been?
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