Today we are standing in front of our success, And continue to be independent and presevere to face the challenges, Without any doubt, We are confident that we're going to make our parents proud.
Believing in ourselves would make us do what we love to do, Because there's always someone willing to support you, Teachers were our second parents at school, They always lend a hand for the times that we fall.
On our last day, We must keep going on our different ways, As wearing a pair of shoes, That would bring us to the right path that we choose.
We can do our best And we will together make a difference, Now it's time to say goodbye, Laughters and tears are seen in our eyes.
For every challenge that we face There's always an opportunity for success, For today's Graduation Wishing all of you my heartiest Congratulations!
What if I don't want to get better? This hunger is the only thing I feel anymore. You abandoned me, so I sit on the bathroom floor. I drown out my tears with lyrics to songs we used to scream out the car window. While others congratulate the damage this hunger has caused, I obsess over the numbers that light up whenever I step on the scale. This is the only thing I can control anymore. Since you left.
Shall this sample punctate the front Again written in invisible ink To those with no eyes always on the hunt For a word, or phrase, that brings the link Footlights the night, blooms the rose 🌹 Artistic communication inspires a try Sprinkles petaled paths everywhere it goes Floramour intoxication within tiny ****** of why.
I love words and wordplay. Congratulations to the diurnal quotidian. (*punctate was deliberate - I had much fun with it, I know I am weird) p.s. Monochrome Dreamer’s “dare I write “ came to my inbox but something different is on the front page. Color me totally confused.
congratulations. you made it through today. that's something not everyone got a chance to say. tomorrow, I hope you stop staying silent just because the words keep getting lost along the way. but for now, congratulations. you made it through another day.
I’m just trying to eat my french toast and drink my coffee but you keep cutting me off as I’m about to take a sip take a bite asking why I like it with sugar i add a spoonful of creamer and you’re laughing but not in a loving way talking about my schoolwork and my plans for the garden and you skip over the congratulations and mention your ex girlfriend going on about your ex girlfriend and my face has hardened i drink my coffee and try not to listen i eat my french toast and i don’t pay attention i’m looking at the man with the book eating alone i’m looking at the waitress wishing she were home excuse me and i’m up the bathroom is empty and nobody saw me the mirror is clean and i am ***** the lights are brighter than i want them to be and the soap dispenser is empty