Post by DH CoAdmin on Jul 26, 2007 20:54:25 GMT -5
Alcohol, Lies, Drama, Tears. Cheers to Teenage Years
Welcome to Dinair High school.
Here, you are not excepted for who you are.
So, take out that eyeliner, and go buy some of that cool hair dye. Why not get some piercings while your at it? Because, you are not a part of the cool crowd, and your not amazing. Your below everyone else and you must to work to get to the top. Our school consist of punks, emos, druggies, and scene kids. Were proud to say that we've gone a grand total of seven months without a teenage corpse. This school doesn't go long with out a suspension as a result of drugs and or alcohol. The teachers have truly given up, the kids here will just never understand. Maybe, if someone understood you things could be different. But no one ever does, do they? Here, your friendship will be tested, and your ability to forgive challenged. Yes, it is possible that you'll graduate from here with a plastic heart. Someone might just take your real one away. You can't escape it, so don't even try. The only way you can get away is by death. So, become a Suicidal rebel, you'll need the motive. Try to get to the top, that’s a dare. Just remember, the higher you climb, the harder you fall.
Can you handle this?
Your personally invited to teenage heartache. It’s a bitch.
Dinair High.
Only four years baby.
Only four years baby.
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