Ughh sorry i need to vent and get something off my chest, okay is it just me ... or when i have a conversation on here theres just this one person whos always causing unessary drama.
and its like everytime some has to argue...
like yestererday i was to talking to these two boys and out of nowhere they start arguing over me -.-
and then a few days ago like maybe a week ago
i was talking to this one dude (He was lowkey trying to shoot his shot with me XD)
and then this a/s/s/h/ol/e ruined everything so i ended up cussing him out -_-
and then yesterday i was talking to this one girl and her bf and she acused me of trying to get wit her bf and called me a ...w. h0re
and im just like what... so i ended up get mad and going off on her
and its honestly just sad

like its honsetly so sad ...

Finish these lyrics cuz im bored lol " said i wouldnt die yeah" "no, im not alright yeah"

Excerpt from 100% - the story of a patriot upton sinclair 10 so peter walked along, with his belt drawn tight, and his restless blue eyes wandering here and there, looking for a place to get a meal. there were jobs to be had, but they were hard jobs, and peter wanted an easy one. there are people in this world who live by their muscles, and others who live by their wits; peter belonged to the latter class; and had missed many a meal rather than descend in the social scale. 11 peter looked into the faces of everyone he passed, searching for a possible opening. some returned his glance, but never for more than a second, for they saw an insignificant looking man, undersized, undernourished, and with one shoulder higher than the other, a weak chin and mouth, crooked teeth, and a brown moustache too feeble to hold itself up at the corners. peters' straw hat had many straws missing, his second-hand brown suit was become third-hand, and his shoes were turning over at the sides. in a city where everybody was "hustling," everybody, as they phrased it, "on the make," why should anyone take a second glance at peter gudge? why should anyone care about the restless soul hidden inside him, or dream that peter was, in his own obscure way, a sort of genius? no one did care; no one did dream. 12 it was about two o'clock of an afternoon in july, and the sun beat down upon the streets of american city. there were crowds upon the streets, and peter noticed that everywhere were flags and bunting. once or twice he heard the strains of distant music, and wondered what was "up." peter had not been reading the newspapers; all his attention bad been taken up by the quarrels of the smithers faction and the lunk faction in the first apostolic church, otherwise known as the holy rollers, and great events that had been happening in the world outside were of no concern to him. peter knew vaguely that on the other side of the world half a dozen mighty nations were locked together in a grip of death; the whole earth was shaken with their struggles, and peter had felt a bit of the trembling now and then. but peter did not know that his own country had anything to do with this european quarrel, and did not know that certain great interests throughout the country had set themselves to rouse the public to action. based on the author's characterization of peter in paragraphs 10, 11, and 12, which word best describes him? a) industrious b) loyal c) patriotic d) poor

5. it was "illegal" to aid and comfort a jew in hitler's germany. but i am sure that, if i had lived in germany during that time, i would have aided and comforted my jewish brothers even though it was illegal. • type of figurative language • meaning of figurative language: effect on tone and mood: effect on audience