On a Gloomy day, There was a boy who was walking to school, He had his black hoodie on, with his slagging bag, Dragging his feet to his destination, I noticed some red lines on his wrist. Now what I just saw was an example of an Emo Emo Now emos are people who are usually constantly depressed and sad, they Are ridiculed by society unless they are famous. Depressed emos do usually cut, they believe it's the only way to kill pain with pain And they usually don't want to get noticed by random people
Everybody is bound to be selfish from time to time. Although many elements of our society may encourage it, selfishness just hurts other people, sometimes at little to no personal gain. A selfish person also ends up losing friends or loved ones because no matter how charming or interesting a selfish person may be, a relationship with a selfish person is hard to maintain. A truly selfish person would never consider the possibility that they are selfish. Many think selfishness and pride are good things
"Mom, Leya's gonna be over any second to pick me up for school. I figured I'd go ahead and tell you bye since you don't look like you're coming down anytime soon." I plucked a sloppy kiss on her cheek as she gave me an awkward half-hug while shuffling through some more papers on her desk in a nonplussed manner. "Sorry, Babe. Have a good day at school. Oh, before you leave!" I dreadfully turned back to face her in the doorway, aware that I now had her full attention for a reason I could tell that
[Chorus - No Came] Y’all niggaz on propylene Go head, gone head, you’re a dumb guy Y’all niggaz all about being flashy and rich Go head, gone head, you’re a dumb guy Y’all niggaz only care about cars, clothes, girls, and shows Go head, gone head, y’all some dumb guys Verse 1 Y’all niggaz only care about how tough you are (But would not confront a nigga and jack a nigga if he bucked at your crew and stole from them) Y’all niggaz talk about how much cream you got (but could not afford Gucci embroidered)
Do some of y'all be responsible for y'all stuff well i am not responsible because i loose all my stuff. Well in the movie smalls wasn’t because he took his stepfather ball without permission. The other thing is that some people need to be responsible for the things that the got.Some of the people don’t have they parents to tell them when they can get out the house and when they can’t get out the house. I know some of y'all can answer to this because some of y'all loose all of y'all stuff. First
Short Bridesmaid Dress with Crisscross Back in ice blue). You can order it anytime now. They've been having sales here and there, and they have coupons on their website. I've asked the staff at David's about when y'all need to order the dress. She told me that as long as one of y'all order soon (and it's noted that you are one of my 5 bridesmaids) they can notify us if the dress is going to get discontinued. If that would be the case anyone who still needed to order the dress would have a week to
provide for them as they struggle with their disability or addiction. Furthermore, both those with substance disorders and mental disabilities may have different social patterns than those who have neither. Just like y'all mentioned, a substance abuser may become withdrawn or only be able to hang out with other substance abusers and perhaps a few other close family members and friends,
On a beautiful Saturday morning on a Kansas farm,which smelled strongly of manure and hay there was a massive commotion.What was the cause of the commotion you may ask, it was feeding time, the day where all the farm animals got fed corn and vegetables and occasionally decent people food such as pudding and Peter the pig’s favorite bread.Peter was a pig, he was a very bright pig too,all the farm animals thought pigs were greedy,foul smelling and easily manipulated,but of course it was not true.Even
the years. Family, conservation and heritage. I still remember the stories from years gone by. Family, friends and neighbors sittin’ at the dinner table, on the front porch, or around a roarin’ hot fire out in the woods, just like the Hunt Club’s y’all used to know. The one thing that all these things had in common was great food! These life shaping stories and traditions had me thinkin’... Something was happening to the heart of the dining room and the warmth of familiar folks sittin’ together
wounds cracked with dried carmine blood. “What plantantation do you men come from?” she asked. “Butler Island, in Georgia”, I reply exacerbated, for I hope to make her feel bad for us and our horrible lives of suffering at the plantation. “How’d y’all get here alive?”, she said with aversion in her voice. “We barely done got here but we are luck we did”, Amare croaked