The crash as the bottle breaks
Flashes it will through my veins
The pain…the colors…
making me sane…
The pain…the colors…
making me sane…
the pain…the colors…
making me sane…
We must bleed, we must bleed,
we must bleed
Senior Year.
I got expelled from highschool this year, which is my senior year, for being a dumbass and smoking weed at the park across from my school. BUT thank God for our alternative school, and the amazing teachers helping me get my head out of my ass and get shit done, and making sure I still get to graduate at MY SCHOOL with MY CLASS. I just finished my reflection paper, and I get my cap and gown and all that jazz tomorrow, and I couldn’t be anymore excited. I may have made bad choices in my life but that doesn’t make me a bad person. And who the fuck said stoners can be successful? FUCK all my friends who disowned me for being a ‘bad influence’, and not being there for me when I needed you the most. I fucking did it, without any of your support, and I couldn’t be anymore proud of myself.
And none of you are invited to my graduation party. Assholes.
