| Advent
Subtractive charcoal portraits and sandy adventures. My brother is in an ultimate frisbee class and it is not an option where I want to go. |
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| !
Yes! Ceramics! I am so excited. |
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| abeyance
noun
a state of temporary disuse or suspension
word of the day
Raid. Study. Write. Read. Talk of the Future. Brownie batter. Water. And friendship |
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| Verano
Todos los dias en la clase de espanol dije debemos escribir sobre "el verano pasado" pero ahora mismo es el verano presente que quiero hablar sobre.
Drawn ninjas and pleading dinosaurs. Went to the beach and now that is where Taylor is. I'm working on college applications. Taking a break from typing an essay right now. An essay on how much Foster has meant to me. I've been running, just not consistently or particularly well. My mother has already made plans based on my eventual departure. And I think all I want is to be back in the art room joking with Foster and getting bothered by Alex.
So Foster's influence on me... well there were always the jokes [because we share a strange sense of humor], Foser Theatre, getting stuck with a bunch of crazies, learning from others, getting trapped in glass, getting glued, spray-painting, possible defacement of public property, hanging cranes despite the fire hazard, hanging keys, the banana phone song, hanging keys, telling stories, jordan & andrea, learning that you don't get everything on the first try, ceramics, how much I like making things with my hands, how to give answers, and how to have fun when confined. |
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| My Love Letter
Dear Ariel,
I could not hold my feelings in any longer, and with you babysitting, it is hard to get a hold of you. I decided that the quickest way of communication would have to suffice. My love blossoms for you everyday regardless of planting season. You are the gas that powers my pistons. Without you, I cannot see which causes a problem when trying to view the beauty that is your face. Love isn't a word that I throw around often, but when I do, it means more than every atom in the universe. You are the energy that starts my chemical reaction. Soon I will be old and wrinkled, but I know that you are the fountain of youth and will keep me young. The world has lost its color. Every taste is comparablly bland. A sunny day seems dark and dismal when I know you are not around. I digress. Please do not take this in haste. Think about it and respond with the utmost urgency my love.
With the fire of a million suns,
Taylor
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Not Capable of Love -by- Ataris