mbschaffner
A dozen roses? Thats corny. A dozen thought spinning im my head as I wonder where my life will take me. Thats probably more accurate. I don't know what Im going to do or where I am going to go, a dozen paths are open to me.
A glimmer of hope on the horizon, this must be what I have been working for all this time. Peace, happiness, the calm floods my body. I know that things will work out in the end. Somehow.
I crossed one today. It was long and hard, I thought it had been burnt years ago. I suppose a part of it was stone. I stumbled across the charred ruins.
Must be perfect. Pink cupcake topped with silver sprinkles, like the girl sitting next to me. At least this thing is almost over. I don't know how much longer I can act like I fit in here.
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