Muniba Mazari, a wheelchair bound painter whose twitter bio reads, “ An optimist who is physically challenged & differently able.” 

“Although it is hard to paint being a paraplegic, it is not easy to paint with a free mind when you are wheelchair bound, yet I know it is the only way through which I can spread the message of strength and courage. So I forget my pain and paint for myself, I paint for people as I believe in spreading the message of ‘Never Give Up’.”

This is it.

A couple months ago, I would’ve cared less about leaving people behind to graduate. But as the weeks went by, I found myself getting closer and closer to the greatest people. I’ve been randomly bursting into tears all day, because I’d think about all my friends and I going our separate ways. You guys really made my high school experience so much better. Thank you for all the smiles, laughs, and good times. I love you guys. I really am going to miss you.

I miss M. Dawg

I honestly don’t know how the hell
I am surviving without you right now. Even though you find a chance to text me every single day, there’s still that emptiness. I hate it. My life is actually so boring and dull and I don’t know what to do with it anymore. I sit in my room laughing at all the dumb shit we’ve been through. From the rattled TOC day news to Mackenzie. Like I just miss you too much. I don’t even laugh that much anymore. Holy shit. Come back you loser. You are beyond missed. I need you here. You’re my obsession. I’m addicted to you.