Sal

Hey. I’m going offline forever due to mental heath. This website has been filled with laughs and sadness for me. I have struggled in school a lot so i am no longer using this account. I can’t delete it so it will forever be on here. Stay safe pookies 
          
          - Sal

Sandy we're all getting older
          What will they do with us
          When they are through with us?
          Sandy, what are we sailing for?

Writing on the Wall - Will Stetson 
          
          Palaces of silver and gold
          Cannot be designed overnight
          It's like the saying I've often been told
          "No matter the cost, do things right"
          
          You have to be careful, you have to be diligent
          Planning and measuring every detail
          Creating is drawing, erasing and drawing again
          And I've never been in it for fame or attention
          I only work hard so the structures won't fail
          But seeing it finished is worth every Mora I spend
          
          Within every building made with pride
          The architect lives on inside
          Shining paint, a marble heart
          That's what makes a work of art
          We build and we play
          Sculpting dreams out of clay
          With the hope that our towers don't fall
          That we won't have to see the writing on the wall
          
          The more you work, the higher the stakes
          And the bigger the sorrows to drown
          'Cause one mistake is all that it takes
          For the walls to come crumbling down
          You have to ignore them, the echoing voices
          That cackle and curse as you toil away
          Cover your ears and focus on boxes and lines
          And the shadowy figures, they're nothing but shadows
          Like ink on a page, they have nothing to say
          But maybe, just maybe, they're trying to give me a sign
          
          That in every building made with pride
          The architect remains inside
          Peeling paint, a heavy heart
          That's what makes a work of art
          We scream and we pray
          Sculpting dreams out of clay
          As we try not to look at the scrawl
          The message of doom, the writing on the wall
          
          Every day we play this game of chance
          Whirling through a desperate dance
          Sketching visions in our heads
          Just to see them ripped to shreds
          This road that we share
          Doesn't lead anywhere
          But there's nothing an artist can do
          When you swing your brush, you have to follow through
          
          Within every building made with pride
          The architect is trapped inside
          Bleeding paint, a shattered heart
          That's what makes a work of art
          I'll fight for control
          But the right way takes a toll
          And still, at the end of it all
          I can't escape my fate
          The writing's on the wall

For a good moment I thought I got like banned from my account. I got really scared. But apparently I was wrong password, even thought I was putting it in right. Had to reset my password

From the river to the sea Palestine will be free 

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY TO ALL THE MOMS OUT HERE!! You are loved and appreciated, thank you for everything you do <3

Morning everyone

Love getting a minimum day of school!

Fuck

I'm never gonna be what you had envisioned.
          You say blanquitas feel more Latina than you,
          ¿ahora lo entiendes?