From my pen flows the music of the heart
The daily drudgery leaves me mentally castigated
I walk down the empty corridor alone, seeking more
The moon penumbra, in inferiority hides Yet the beauty of thous smile causes the robust harvest shine
What is a person to do when you’re bored with the same claptrap day in, day out, year after year? You give it all up and see what happens.
Goosebumps+Dexter= I’m Not a Serial Killer
College is worthless to a certain segment of people. Whom are these rouge few that do not need to be encumbered by college debt? People who have higher intelligence that is who!