I'm just a bee without a hive trying to find a way to live. I gave my all every day and now have nothing left to give. Like to write, like to read. Hate to follow, hate to lead. On weekdays, I suffer at school, and on weekends, I suffer at home. As I grow, I tend to find that I'd rather be alone. But I live, I breathe, for there's a whole world I haven't explored. I put pen to paper, finger to keyboard.
-Busy Bee (but you can call me Bee)
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- Hell, discussing your punishment with Satan
- JoinedNovember 6, 2015
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You know, it's days like this that make me wish I was athletic and outdoorsy, so I would actually want to go to the park or some shit.View all Conversations