Folks, we thought Vista was bad.

devilgodabraxas:

jkellemn0p:

help i just want to wear all the hats but not at once because that would look silly.

Looks like Elle needs to play TF2.

the mediocre gatsby

the decent wall of china 

the ok depression

alexander the alright

the average lakes

(Source: tomhiddledong, via iamiforyouareyou)

That’s the word Chris used to describe it, and that’s what sums it up best, I think.

It still hasn’t hit me that tomorrow is the last day of high school. At all.

In his masterpiece Demian, Herman Hesse wrote “Who would be born must first destroy a world.” Well, tomorrow, the world I know as Vanguard will finally be disassembled. 

I’ve been working at it for weeks now - slowly dismantling relationships and solidifying memories - framing everyone I’ve known in terms of how I want to picture them in the years to come. I’ve been saying “thank you’s,” tying up loose ends, saying final goodbyes - sliding bricks from the walls of a place I once called “home.” 

It’s a strange thing to stand on the edge like this - to know, inevitably, that you will soon push over the framework that still remains. Yet, when I stand amid its dust tomorrow, I wonder which will come - triumphant laughter, or bitter tears? 

My childhood dreams have reached their expiration dates. What is done is done. My course is set, the path clearly marked, and though it pains me to leave, my journey begins anew. 

The ruins of my childhood will always have a haunting beauty. I will often return to gaze at them in wonder - to place myself, for a moment, into what was once my reality. But, of course, those places will never be the same. From now on, I shall bear the curse of being my own tour guide - knowing everything that once was, but being unable to obtain it again.