Hello Anna, My name is Ty and I am looking into getting a tattoo. I looked at your portfolio and I love your work. My brother's ex-girlfriend drew the tattoo that I want, but I am currently getting it redrawn to make it look better. I was wondering if you were able to do appointments. Also, is there anything I need to do before getting the tattoo? Please let me know. Thank you! Sincerely, Ty
The best living or dead hands down huh? Less talk more head right now huh? And my eyes more red than the devil is
I peeped my head out out from the cloth like a curious meerkat, then scooted out from under the table. I grinned inward and glanced at my laced up boots. If I was in heels I would not have been able to do that.
Six million people, who were all Jews from men and women to children and infants, suffered grievous oppression. Those were six million people who were innocently murdered. Not only that, but those six million people were the primary victims courtesy of a despotic Nazi assassination. This is the scenery of the Holocaust, a 4-year period of a systematically brutal decimation of Jews, Gypsies, homosexuals, and so on and so forth. The Jews fled from Germany clandestinely to make sure that. According to the evidence amassed with the sources given, the Holocaust started through unchecked patriotism.
Hey, how are you all doing out there ? Well, me I have just been trying to stay healthy and keep my head high so I can make it back to the only thing I have and that’s you all “my family”. I try not to think about you all too much because when I think about what's going on out there it makes me mad and I am so tired ‘’omg’’. We don't eat that much during war but when we get back to the base we eat pretty good, well actually really good. I notice that a lot of people donate food and medicine and first-aid kits too. I just got an Lee-Enfield rifle and it's a pretty nice gun, it can hold 10 bullets. I just been waiting to use it on, Germany, Austria-Hungary and the Ottoman Empire against the Allied forces of Great Britain, and there are some
TRAUMA By C.I. Lopez "Page the trauma surgeon." I said to Susan, “and call the supervisor, to let her know we're probably getting multiple burn victims, please." As the head trauma nurse in charge of the Emergency Room, at St. Joseph’s General Hospital in Tampa, Florida, I was used to nights like this, especially when the rain was blinding at rush hour, and people were rushing to get home from work on a Friday night. For ten years I had worked the trauma unit, and I had seen it all.
The level of respect and equality women in Egypt held was rarity of that time in comparison with other ancient societies. The women in ancient Greece were seen as property, with a sole purpose of childbearing. They were controlled by the male head of the family, expected to carry out domestic duties and stay silent, with no legal identity of their own. They were guarded at home by male chaperones and not allowed to leave the house without their heads covered and a minimum of three garments. Mesopotamian men were increasingly controlling of women over time, in order to protect the legitimacy of family heirs. Women were expected to be virgins at the time of marriage, and casual socializing among married men and women outside their homes was forbidden.
Joe listen to me these addictions will end up killing you one day. You shouldn’t be doing anything like this you’re way better than this. One day you’ll have kids of your own and they’ll look at you and you will end up in shock. Please stop all of this nonsense please I beg you my son. Don’t do such
While both poems of the sirens portray the creatures as enticing, admitting to the deadliness of the song they sing (PrPP), Atwood’s rendition, with its perspective entirely from that of a siren herself, paints the sirens as more deceitful in their malevolent (SAT Vocab) coaxing of men, while the sirens of Homer’s classic tale rely more on their beauty and “ravishing voices,” (Homer, 19) utilizing rhetorical appeals to attract sailors (PrPP Parallel Structure).
All I was doing in the forest was dancing. I was doing no such harm. But, my father surprised me and I became terrified. Dancing is not welcomed in this village. I do not consider what I was doing was witchcraft. I do not desire my father to get into trouble because of my actions. My father has many enemies and I could jeopardize his position in the teacher. However, I was not the solitary one in the forest dancing. Ruth is also in the kind of state that I and I wonder why. Tituba knows how to talk to the dead and Ruth was sent to Tituba by her mother. Her mother wanted to find out who killed her seven siblings.
How have you been. These past few months have been really tough. Have you ever heard of trench foot. If we stand in the water for long periods of time without changing our socks we can get it. The pain is indescribable,but some were lucky and lost all feeling in their feet. A friend of mine stuck a bayonet straight into his foot and didn't even feel a thing how almaring. Ooh don't get me started with the lice,all the men have short hair cuts. It's easier to take them out that way,we take the blunt edge of the knife and scrape it across our scalp. I'm missing home,the nice bed,the homemade meals, and the moment of peace. The living conditions aren't the best ,we must look out for our bread,the rats have been coming in huge waves. They are truly
i have always been told war is no place for a woman, but it doesn't make sense to me because men have always left the dying ones to us. i think of this as i'm rushing to shove salt into the open wound of a groaning soldier, he is dirty and bloody just like all the rest of them. the salt keeps the wound from getting infected until a real doctor can operate and the morphine lessens the pain i look at the man who brought him in and yell
My life was flashing before my eyes, I was realizing what was happening death was coming. Cold and stillness filled the room while the feeling of death started to overtake my body it was a different feeling but it had to come. My limbs felt heavy and I thought real slow everything was slowing down. Just then something odd happened like nothing I ever thought some sound came into the room an annoying buzzing creature.
You are walking home and you see a woman drowning, you go in the water and swim toward the endangered beauty, your eyes meeting as you work desperately to save your drowning Ophelia. You can't move, she looks at you with a simile. At the end, you are nothing but a lost soul. You are now being slowly digested by the Snake Woman. She is scary but I don't really care. She is no more them a pet snake to me. She use to work with me but that was a long time ago.
Honestly, I still can't believe summer is practically here! I can definitely feel in the temperature, it's been 25 degrees in the last 3 days. Anyway, you know how much I love my all black outfits, but with all the spring-summer stuff out there, I've been reaching more and more for color and prints, which is oh wow! I've been browsing online stores, which probably takes a good hour of my time, but oh well... and I found so many cool things. I've been really into embroidery, particularly embroidery bomber jackets, shirt dresses and chokers! If you probably follow me on Snapchat (alinaermilova), you already probably know that I wear my chokers every other day. I know they've been around for quite a while, but I'm not over them yet.
That night it was you lord who eased me, who put me at rest. I was so scared,holding my pillow tightly to my chest In fear and agony, my body so weak Pillow drenched with tears that speak. Yearning someone to rub my back and hug me tight, But I didn't want anyone's attention to make me smile.