hello outer blog-o-sphere. today marks the ned of vibrant life. bright greens shrivel into gross little, wrinkly, brown grossness. trails untouched by all except magical dew turn to trodden paths because today is, the last day of summer. today is the day where i am forced to leave behind the best summer of my life. it will whither away never to be seen or touched again. done. all of the good times to be over shadowed but piles of paper and homework slowly tightening its chokehold on my neck until it crushes me completely at which point i will numbly and as emotionlessly as possible for the rest of the year until i can finally be revived by he hope of going home again. its a sad day. goodnight freedom. im so sad your silvery spirit has been shackled and bottled up for the next 11 months. goodbye sun. without your bright rays i will become pale and begin to disappear all together before you know it. but ponyboy, you stay golden. if you dont, i swear there is no point in living. promise me.
stay golden ponyboy,
emiglo
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hi.... (awkward intro= done) i am often times referred to as a weasel.... and according to wikipedia... weasels are solitary creatures with not many friends, so if you would like to prove wikipedia wrong or make me at least think i have friends....comment below
yep... i think thats pretty much it!