#assstarter

[wutangel]

I would say it's good to be back but it's really not.

[rosepls-blog]

Never will I ever do that again.. This headache is killing me.

[wutangel]

Oh wow. A stupid dance thing which means I have to wear a dress...yay.

[itsdylancoleman]

I just broke my favorite board trying to land a new trick... totally my favorite way to start the day.

[secretivesienna-blog]

There is nothing I love more than waking up to my neighbor’s dog barking at six in the morning. What a great start to my day. 

[wutangel]

This place is turning into a ghost town and I'm creepy...really creepy.

[wutangel]

Disney needs to cut the bullshit shows and bring back something I actually wanna watch.

[itsdylancoleman]

Dylan adjusted the ear buds pounding music into his head as he took off on his board for the ramp. He skated up to the structure, did a quick move, and headed for the other side. His tricks were powerful and fast. Every move Dylan made was done with a sense of urgency.

The skate park was pretty busy and quite a few times another skater had to dart out of Dylan's path. Usually, Dylan would open a conversation with someone, anyone, really. He never had much of a problem starting conversations. Today, however, he couldn't be bothered to even slow down enough to avoid nearly running people over.

Skating usually helped Dylan.

Today, not even one of his favorite pastimes could help chase away the nagging feeling in his chest.

It wasn't going to be a good day.