Showing posts with label Growing Up. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Growing Up. Show all posts

I Hate Everyone.

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Posted by Juané 2:16 AM

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A few days after the arrival of my envelope my friend Robyn paid me a visit. It was a week with her and I had a really nice time. I miss her already and care a bunch for her.



While she was here we did plenty things such as watch movies, watch New Moon hang out in flea markets and malls, bake pancakes, make brownies and just all the nice little things. We also went Go Carting with our friend Hein. It was lovely.

We took some photos with each other, I might put them on my DeviantArt account.

Preview:

thanks robyn, the photos are lovely.

It was nice.
So nice.

Please Find This.

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Posted by Juané 2:22 PM

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IWROTETHISFORYOU




"Stupid program," she snarled, hissing out a muffled "and its nifty new shit!". She never was one to appreciate times changing.

Will The West Coast Be Enough.

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Posted by Juané 1:13 PM

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What has happened to us?
Seriously though, having a conversation with Greg here and I'm shocked. Okay now most of you are pretty confused and baffled as to what I'm talking about...

See what I'm getting at is this:

It's about 21:00 and Fokofpolisiekar are about to start playing. I've got an hour untill my parents pick me up, I'm fifteen and in the middle of the mosh pit getting the bruises of my life. It's 16:00, Straatligkinders just put on their first Pretoria show ever, It's my sweet sixteen, I'm busy sweating like a pig and skanking it up like never before, flesh tunnels fresh in my ears.

Somewhat like this image.

siesa, I know.

It's 20:00, I'm on vacation in Durban, City Bowl Mizers just started playing. I'm jumping up and down and yelling the lyrics as loud as I can, I'm 17. It's 22:00, I'm being squished to a pulp, watching Muse, standing there singing along, still seventeen. It's about 21:30, I'm standing still, holding a beer, watching Fire Trough The Window. I'm, once again, still 17.

i'm the one wearing the lumberjack.

It's 23:00, I'm standing watching aKING play, singing along, just singing along standing there with a friend, I'm 18. It's 17:00, I'm watching some crappy hardcore metal band I'm just standing there, not even paying attention, I think I was on MXiT even, I'm 18. Why am I even here. Where is everyone. This show is pointless. I'm going home. I really don't want to be here, and it's cold.

I really miss being 16.
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Little-J.

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