My Name is Santos Del Real and i am 17 years old. I hide in the tall grass were the sunflowers grow. Diligent worker is what you should classify me as, not these generic brands you kids like to do. The only thing important in my life is my education and my education alone. My four walls are filled with shelves filled with books filled with word that one of these day are going to teach me something worth while, oh yeah and i door. I spend countless hours sitting in front of a blank black book deciding wether to use pen or pencil, my headphones are practically glued to my ears and i do hate lawn mowers.
I am that kind that keeps to himself in his little desk but just as load as those crazy people down the street. I have a hard time lying to people and I'm to nice for my own good. My body is all ways sore but it seems to get better that morning of. I'd rather be there than here than here than there. Some times i confuse myself. You can always count on finding some silver on my body. Yes, i do have a job no, fuck your life, you cant have my money. People need to learn that its so much easier to get it if you say please and thank you. I'm sorry but i do have a lot of spelling error, but not to worry, I'm working on it as you read. I watch tv a little less than a blind dog, but just a tiny bit less. I can eat 12 glazed donuts in one sitting just give me the time and day. I do only weigh 54 kg. The metric system does make sense America. I spend half of my day half naked 25% of the year but only an eight on Wednesdays, do the math. Click, Print, Post, photos tell exactly 5724 words.
<---this is not my work but of some unknown, but none the less i feel like the captured the beauty if the church
