i rock harder than coblestone
and a rollin stone doenst get moss on its own...plz dont throw stones at my thrown...

the building that sheltered these wild beasts of adolescence was exactly that of a jungle....
a culture in which no one else could possibly understand unless you're a beast...like one of us.
the jungle...our terrordome of destruction...is a place where we feel no pressure from external forces...and we are finally free....my high school was a place of worship....CHS till the death of me...but i gotta move on,
R.I.P. english, katsnelson, farrace, the twin, and if i forgot your name it's not because you're unimportant but because unfortunately we had a lot of unfortunate situations happen to our family...love all of yall

love lil square wooden tables....

haha im sure OJ had a reason...lol

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