Scythes-

Children playing house,
Adolescents playing God,
As if a forgery would make you an adult,
As if age meant anything at all.
I am guilty of many things in this life,
But I do not regret,
And I hold no grudge,
And I only fight to kill.

12/16

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And the chapter is over. I'm done. I can diminish and disappear, having accomplished something. The only things remaining looming over my head can't cause mortal wounds. And I could use a vacation. Suprisingly, not only did drinking last night not cause me to fail my exam, but neither did only studying for a grand total of one hour and going to Floyd's Diner for an hour and a half before the exam.Its a strange feeling knowing that every opportunity that comes your way was taken full advantage of. That and I managed to successfully coerce half of the registrar staff at school to remove an F from my transcript, and I in the process learned an incredible amount about their vacation plans and recent vehicle related mishaps. That kind of thing is much harder to do with a mohawk though, at least on middle aged women. Overwhelming success? not quite - I know that I didn't get an A in the course, B- at best. But I am supremely content. Now I need a good book and some simon and garfunkel to drown me in comfortability. maybe a papasan and a moshi too.