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Day 140,
My fortune said that I’m a boss, and my friend’s little thingy that made the yearbook. LOL
Our little section in the yearbook. ☺ #drummajors #yearbook #leadership #senioryear @__vennyvenven__
Day 139.
Snapchat screenshot, ;D
What goes on in the band hall. LOL.
Too much shit went wrong.
Too much getting bitched at.
Ending something that I didn’t want to again for the third time in the past 6 months.
But then again, shit happens, I’m leaving in 56 days.
Time to make the best with what I got left.
Holding hands may seem like an innocent gesture, but they show more than a simple interlocking of fingers. Your hands are one of the most essential parts of your body: you build with them, feed with them, hold with them, touch with them, fight with them; they are the tools of the human body. To take a hold of another’s hand is to break from living individually. It is to link yourself to another being, to momentarily entwine your life with another’s, to promise, for a moment, that you need not face the world alone. More simple, more aesthetically naive than other forms of affection, i.e kissing, hugging, sexing.., the act of holding hands is often trivialized in its true implications.
(via somethinggooddcanwork)
