#why school why

[pinkpasgetti]

Part 2 to my other post, like I said Thirteen would not be an airbending master, so I'd imagine he'd be sent away to another air temple where Twelve would be his teacher , and then she just stays with him throughout his journey? Idk chat I'm kinda over this already.

I've got other stuff to do and spring break ends tomorrow * cue sad violin music *

[hauxtedbeauty]

Replies for the next two weeks will be slower as the school term is ending and I have an exam, and two assignments due! 

@lovelylostminds, @qceensofkings, @vegaprose, @thevamplelio​

[lief-of-bushtown]

Poem???

Anyone wanna read this poem i just wrote working on my poetry annalysis sleep deprived? No? Imma just gonna put it here then.

I heard you wake

When eve barely broke

And yet I ignored the call

The birds and bustle

For the temporary comfort I had

 I ignored my duties

What I don’t want to face

To what I had

I pulled myself closer

The covers over my head

 I woke when the sun was high

When noon had struck and I could lie no more

Light glaring through the curtains, the bustling outside

Sitting up like being wound

A turner in my head, the gears now turning

I stood from my bed

 I walked out of my room

The hall brightly lit

By the sunlight at the end of the corridor

Blinding I avert my gaze

 I wanted to retreat

Back where I came

Not wanting to face

And yet I must

My comfort now gone, where I left it just then

 Feeling regret with every step

The cursing loudly echoing

My day had just begun

And yet it was already half gone

 I could only watch, as I waste what little I had away

Cursing even louder, though I made no point to change

There always seems to be something better, more alive

Than what I have to do

I buried my thoughts in laughter, I myself laughed too

 Facing the bleary screen

My mind is blank though moments ago it was full to bursting

I could only watch as the numbers change

5, 6, 7, 8,

Slowly but surely

Now I feel stress

 It all seems to be crashing down

Like that of the titanic

Engine and goose up north

Can I land

Is there time

Regret and remorse fill my mind

 I now sit by myself at the dead of the night

My words not none but not nearly full

If only I didn’t crowd my mind

As I take a pen to write

 Tapping of the keys, bright light above

No more could I take

I bury myself, in what comfort I have

Lulling my mind with a fake promise

Closing my eyes to all I fear and despise

Hoping to never wake again

[fangirl-heart]

My weekend plans: Cry, do homework, and watch Netflix. 

Not particularly in that order

[what-the-hell-crowley-blog]

"You know what we should do? Make numbers that exist but aren't real we can call them imaginary numbers."

-An evil human being who wants to complicate my life.

[sassbringer]

I really haven't been super active lately, and even my queue lies barren, and my only excuse is that school is trying to kill me and hide the body, so, one day I'll be back to normal activity ;_;

[chirrutbaze]

*nervous laughter*

[ashacadence]

Slow Down School

I am so not ready for this semester. HALP MEEEEE