I don’t get it. I just don’t. I try so fucking hard and it seems like all I get is resentment in return. I’m done feeling like the bad guy, because I’m not. I don’t deserve that.
This is fun. Try it in fullscreen. Extra points if you tilt your head. You’re only human.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how music is read.
I guess I’ll go ahead and write a summary about my time spent in high school, even though nobody wants to read it!
DISCLAIMER: This is really long and I wrote way too much about my various relationships in high school, but they were all important to me okay, don’t hate.
I remember one year, back when I was 26, this student, who was in grade 9, came up to my desk.
Student: Hey, we just learned that it’s a sin if you have sex before you’re married. Is that true?
Me: (Remembering I teach in a Catholic school…) Yep. That’s what the Catholic Church says.
Student:…
“Brent. We would still be together though. That’s all I care about. All the over night trips, all the aways games we are going to all the trips we are taking. Just knowing you were just a room away would make me sleep better or even just a seat awayI wold know I could just turn around and look at you if I wanted.
And that’s all I would need
to know that you were preforming with me on the field or just there. It would all be so much better if you were there.”
My turn to quote you :)
