what’s it like, being good enough?
(via littleluu)
it was the first day of school, and i was getting ready to get on the bus, so naturally i was like
. so i was doin’ my thang, and eating a banana as i got on. then i saw the driver and he was all like
so i was like
and he was likeso i was like.
i wasn’t allowed to eat the banana.~~~~~~~~~ 1 hour later ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
i finnally got to school and was likeand i walked into my classroom and the teacher was like
so i was like
and then i went to my first class. it was music class. the teacher was like
and i was like
then that class was over and i went to english. i was like
but the teacher still gave alot of homework. the girl next to me was like
but the teacher was like
then i went to spanish and the teacher was likeand i got in trouble for some reason so i had to go the principal’s office so i was like
when i got the office, the principal and nurse were like
and i was like
but then they stopped and the principal was likeso i was like
and she was like OKAY,
then the day went by and the school was out. all the kids were like
and like
but i just got on the bus and the driver was still like
~~~~~~~~ the end ~~~~~~~~~~~
OMG SARAH THIS MADE MY DAY HAHAHAHA
LOOOL
my fave part was the beginning w/ da bananaaa :D
(via thingssheloves)
cherrybalive:shesprettyfarfromnice:(via edwardisexcited)
i will forever reblog this.
(via filledwithnostalgia)
I feel like I’ve been told about my life,
about how its some great party,
and I reckon I got the invitation;
but I’m just trying to find it
my life isall going on without me,
like I’m some outsider, watching my life;
without any say in what’s happening.
I dunno, it feels like I’m
some blade of grass thats
being stepped on over and over,
and it can’t make a sound,
as much as it tries
and strains
and cries,
its so unheard above the voices of everyone else.
I guess I’m just feeling lonely :\