This world is spiraling down. Is the source of the blood on the walls. Its passed down by generation. This hatred could swallow us all. Can we unlearn whats been ingrained? But I alone cannot control what moves us backwards. A story told so full of holes. Just allows the lies to breathe. And to leech onto the heart. Of the disillusioned and the weak. For the product of hate. If morality is whats been sacrificed. And hope is locked away.

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Chili Bar Run, Chaminade. It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal .

Thinking of how wonderful the world is. Filled with such interesting and intriguing stories and people. Want to tell a story of my own.

My most memorable moment is when we went to the Global Village. When we went I had to be blind folded because I was chosen to have a sickness. When we got Back to the main house I started to throw up. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Finding a friend in an unusial place. Diary of a wimpy kid. A reason we would be friends is that we like the same stuff.