i want one to protect me.
For the next week of school I woke up twenty minutes earlier then usual to get ready. In doing this, I no longer had time to smoke before school, which surprisingly allowed me to stay awake during classes. My hair was quaffed; my stubble was rinsed down the sink every morning and my clothes smelled like fields of green, but Erica still hadn’t said anything to me since our first run in. After the second week I slowly let my new self go. I started smoking again for my own sanity and stopped shaving every morning. I stopped wearing deodorant and well, started to smell like weed again. I had given up hope on the dream of grabbing Erica and rescuing her from this world and taking her on the journey of her life. Her side comment meant nothing to her. She was a beautiful girl and I was the guy that sat next to her thanks to Mr. Basik’s seating chart. I had that feeling again, I was walking down the hallways shrugging off everyone who even glanced my way, I stopped eating during lunch at school and instead snuck off the grounds to smoke a joint or write in my journal. I was saved for a minute and now I had lost faith in life once more.
-anonymous author.
NewScientist:
There is something strange in the cosmic neighbourhood. An unknown object in the nearby galaxy M82 has started sending out radio waves, and the emission does not look like anything seen anywhere in the universe before.And whatever is sending the this signal is moving at FOUR TIMES the speed of light. Read all about it!
(viawomenbelike, stalk)
Ha, wow, I’m glad someone finally figured this out.