In the car at night me and my bro would pretend that the cars behind us were "the lightning's" because of their headlights and the cars in front of us were "the lava's" from their taillights. Then we would tell our parents to get in front of the other lava's because the lighting's were coming...
I wasn't really upset about my parents got divorced either. I actually didn't care much. I just talk to them much less now.
LMAO that video is really funny.
I would say my childhood ended when i was in 4th grade. I became a bullying target and my parents got divorced. I got less time to spend with my parents and people were being mean to me.
I would say i was bullied in 4th and 5th grade. Not physically but verbally. Laughed at, being called names behind my back, being back-stabbed by my best friends. I cried once in 4rd grade and my mom scolded me for it. Now in middle school I'm just being ignored by them.
To me art varies from something on a canvas to the human body itself. It doesn't have to be beautiful, it can be art with just a meaning or reason to it. Art is whatever appeals to you whether it is the way it looks, sounds, or is expressed, etc.
I often have dreams and don't remember them until later on. If I do remember them i cant remember them clearly. And i don't have any control in my dream. It's like I'm watching something. I'm not part of the dream i just see what happens and then i get cut off. Like a cliffhanger. I also have...
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