Run With The Hunted.

Yelling the past in future's deaf ears

I dont know about anyone else but...2 more months of school and senior year is here. I'm ecstatic.

There's no more need to burn a building than there was to build it, know what I mean?

If there was a way to get inside, there has to be a way out, know what I mean?

If its nothing, well then thats something, know what I mean?

Everyone on this Earth, rejoice.

I started off the final 9 weeks HORRIBLE. 6 F's for not doing a project. I can make it up though, i'm a lot better at catching up than I am at keeping up. Some time's anyways.. I do it so often I get confused to be honest.

Everyone's always doing their own thing down here (Florida). Everyone's in a rush to be somewhere, do something, their own thing. The culture has materialized into this land mass of hypocrisy and seclusiveness.

Don't they know it's okay to be close? Well, if they don't. IT'S OK.

So there's this girl.

Oh, this girl.

If I had the substantial knowledge of the english language, then I surely still would not be close to explaining her.

She's the Bonnie to my Clyde .

Ben Affleck to my Matt Damon.

The air in my chest and the roots beneath my feet.