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Actual 4th Grade science test in South Carolina
if you decide you want to secede again you go for it okay?
this makes me so angry
actually humans and dinosaurs did co-exist together
these are ica stones they are millions of years old (presumed because you cant carbon date rock, due to the lack of CARBON in it)
either this means dinosaurs were alive longer than we thought or the human species is waaay older than we think.
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Why People dont get Rap
if you look past the broken English and dissect the lyrics there’s a lot of truth in these lyrics. a lot of people dont appreciate rap because they dont take the time to understand the lyrics. rap isnt a racial thing either, its not that hes black that makes him a rapper its his class in society that made him a rapper. if he grew up in the boonies he could still be a successful musician it would just be a different genre of music. my point being that most people who despise rap just dont understand the “street” talk or broken English that it is often expressed in. i hate complicated beats and im not one for bass at a minimum give me a ripped beat or a smooth instrumental with a bit of scratching and relatively relatable metaphoric lyrical content and you have the basic elements of hip hop.
[Ice Cube]
Fuck school nigga, they ain’t tryin’ to educate me
All they give a fuck is what I memorized lately
I’m gon’ have to teach myself, clock that money, get that wealth
I wanna be like Santa Claus, I don’t wanna be no fuckin’ elf
No kid left behind but he get the run-around
Can’t you motherfuckers see that they tryin’ to dumb us down?
Don’t trust the government, President is for sale
He don’t give a fuck about a nigga, just a oil well
Sell crack, go to jail, bust a rap, go to hell
Do I got to sell my soul if I wanna go to Yale?
Go kiss Oprah’s ass if you wanna be Gail
I’d rather have my ass kissed up in Bloomingdale
You can go be a pimp, you can go be a hoe
But you only gon’ get paid off what you know
If you don’t know shit, then you can’t work for me
Cause you read your first book in the penitentiary
[Chorus - X2]
If you don’t wanna shake that hood mentality
How the fuck we supposed to change our reality?
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I always wanted to take a picture like this but with someone’s bloody knuckles holding a bottle and a cig.
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The Northern Lights - On Hold - i was stressed and irritable until i got home and looked up this song i heard on pandora. this is my shit!
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[Intro: Clip from Hotel Chevalier]
Girl: Whatever happens in the end I don’t want to lose you as my friend.
Guy: I promise I will never be your friend no matter what. Ever.
[Verse 1]
It was December 24th when my chest caved in
And my everything called to say, “Let’s stay friends.”
Well, not quite, she used me beautifully
And with that empty tone she can sing my eulogy
And now I feel like I’m ugly once again
Her excuses start to fill my empty stomach to the brim
The room starts to spin and I cry till I dry-heave
I am a dying piece of her past
Just another band-aid, she needs to relax
Until she justifies my pain with a reason that lacks
See, I just wanted her to see herself like I do
Beautiful but she speaks her lies in haiku
So resurrect me, teach me where to go from here
And I will script to melody with meanings that are so sincere
Her frozen tears are streaming down the sculpted ice
Giving me the coldest bite every time I hold it tight
I’m masochistic when I love you till my heart bleeds
I’ll love you till I break when I’m running from your sharp teeth
I’m out of breath as I hang onto the broken glass
Picking up the pieces being strangled by a photograph
And she’s a black rose trapped in cracked roads that can’t grow
But still I’m lost in her splendor and I’m an idiot minus the savant
When I’m trying to move on but choose not to remember
[Interlude]
Guy: Wait a second. Where are you?
Girl: I’m here.
Guy: I didn’t say you could come here.
Girl: Can I come there?
[Verse 2]
I spent the midnight admiring your crooked edges
Juggling with history and times that we mistook as head trips
And look for exits from green eyes that haunt me
At these times of wanting to idolize your good intentions
It’s not a friendship, it’s a see-saw torment
I’m down on all fours for it and she’s all for it
I used to find a little piece of solace in your breathing pattern
Fair in war and love but you cautious when you reached the latter
Weren’t you? Love, do you believe in angels?
Or just an instability and using me to scapegoat
I held your flaws and the beauty that you mangled
And I told you that I loved them just so that you could see your halo
And when she lies I’m a casualty of that
And when she said she loved him I felt my galaxy collapse
I’m dancing to the heartbreak, while echoes make a point of it
I’ve never felt like this
I think about you in these nightmares and daydreams
Holding onto memories in times where we’d make peace
But you’re a pantomime, witch-hunt for truth
You have so many faces tell me which one is you
And you can be with him or anybody else
But they will never love you the way that this somebody felt
But now it’s over cause he finally broke the surface
I just want to say goodbye and that I really hope it’s worth it
[Outro]
Girl: If we fuck I’m gonna feel like shit tomorrow.
Guy: That’s okay with me.
Girl: I love you. I never hurt you on purpose.
Guy: I don’t care.
Rough Times
If anyone one here is torn between two people, or if anyone on here is cheating or thinking of cheating in a relationship, i just want you to look at every picture you have with your partner and think of everything you guys ever did together and everything they ever did for you small or big and everything you ever did for them and think whether or not its worth trading. would you change those memories for new ones? could you look them in the face and tell them that everything you guys built together means nothing.
My Heart
i dont care if anyone reads this. im just looking for a vent. im sorry, to all my exes. i wish i was better, i wish i had more money, i wish i had a better job, i wish i had my own apartment. there’s so many things i wish i had at the time to be better for you. the truth is, if you stayed with me we could have built that perfect life together. i know, i shouldve been more fun, i should have held your hand more, i guess i should have listened to you and not forget everything you said. i should have danced more and been a better person for you. im sorry i just wasnt good enough for you. in all honesty though, you werent good enough for me either, i just never told you because i knew how it felt to not be good enough. after all is said and done the only mistake i feel i made was not telling you you werent perfect. apparently i made you feel like you were better than me, like you could walk all over me. i should have stood up for myself and told you to fuck off more often. if i treated you like trash maybe you would fear to treat me the same. Niccolo was right, it IS better to be feared than loved. girls all say they want a nice guy but yet when they have him they treat him like shit and still wonder why men are ass holes.
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Yesterday morning a large amount of us learned that Nico Osorio had passed away. For many of the people who knew him it hit them hard.
I can’t quite say we were close— but we certainly didn’t hate each other. We hung out at Jacob’s ‘Going Away’ Party. We was always involved in Drama. He was a strong passionate writer in Newspaper and over all just a joy to be around. He could always get a smile out of you.
I got to see what suicide does to those around you. How much it messes people up— but also how it brings everyone together.
My best friend Jacob, and good friends Kat and Demetria were all very affected by the loss. I’ve never seen Kat so upset in my life. I’ve never felt more connected to Jacob and the others. I was never close to Nico like I’ve mentioned before, but I know Kat and Jacob certainly were. It’s impossible to even try imagining what they’re going through. What’s going through their head..
We’re doing everything in our power to make sure Jacob makes it home by Monday to attend the memorial at our old high school. I can feel him pushing away. He doesn’t know how to deal with this. He’s trying so hard to just suppress this.. I can feel it. I just want to make sure that he knows that I’m here for him.
Jacob and I have an incredibly close bond so when he’s hurting, so am I. I could feel his pain in my chest and I cried for him and with him. I know he’s not okay despite what he tells me.
Last night, Kat, Demetria, Chris and I visited the old school. We watched the recordings of old musicals and plays that Nico were in. It was one of his passions during high school and to see him at his most confident was truly an experience. It’s strange how you keep your eye on him. You wanna laugh because.. I mean. He’s wearing a maid outfit. And his legs look magnificent in heels! xD But then you think about it.. and start zoning out.
After the videos Mrs. Schurbon (Drama Teacher) took us all into the back of the theater. I just kinda stayed with Kat and Demetria. I hugged anyone who I new was about to break and just tried to show my support. They all started digging around and we saw his name written everywhere it seemed.
You never realize how much of an affect that kind of stuff it has on people until this kind of a thing happens. They were all so grateful to him for it. We all took pictures, I for Jacob’s sake.
After we visited Kat’s parents to fill them in of what had happened, we (Kat, Demetria, and Chris) all headed to Chris’ house to just relax. I texted Jacob to make sure he was doing well. Demetria wrote a letter, Kat roamed facebook despite our warnings and Chris was sure to make sure everyone was holding it together. We gathered candles after everyone had written their thoughts on a few pieces of paper and walked to Nico’s house. The letters were written for his mother and brother. To show them support. I didn’t write anything.. mainly because I felt like I had no place to write anything. But I supported them while we placed the candles on their door step. One for Demetria. One for Kat. One for Chris. One for me and I was sure to light one for Jacob.
It was a very heavy thing to look at. I’m just glad I could be there in Jacob’s place, to represent him as best as I could.
I wish I could just take in the pain of others even in it means they don’t suffer for only a few minutes. I hate watching my friends be in this kind of pain. And I hate not being able to be there in person for Jacob specifically. I know he’ll be strong and he’ll be down here.. he doesn’t have the choice.
I am so sorry for everyone’s loss.. Rest in Peace, Nico. The love these people have for you is indescribable. Thank you for taking care of Jacob when I wasn’t around. I truly appreciate it.
Nico :(
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Yesterday morning a large amount of us learned that Nico Osorio had passed away. For many of the people who knew him it hit them hard.
I can’t quite say we were close— but we certainly didn’t hate each other. We hung out at Jacob’s ‘Going Away’ Party. We was always involved in Drama. He was a strong passionate writer in Newspaper and over all just a joy to be around. He could always get a smile out of you.
I got to see what suicide does to those around you. How much it messes people up— but also how it brings everyone together.
My best friend Jacob, and good friends Kat and Demetria were all very affected by the loss. I’ve never seen Kat so upset in my life. I’ve never felt more connected to Jacob and the others. I was never close to Nico like I’ve mentioned before, but I know Kat and Jacob certainly were. It’s impossible to even try imagining what they’re going through. What’s going through their head..
We’re doing everything in our power to make sure Jacob makes it home by Monday to attend the memorial at our old high school. I can feel him pushing away. He doesn’t know how to deal with this. He’s trying so hard to just suppress this.. I can feel it. I just want to make sure that he knows that I’m here for him.
Jacob and I have an incredibly close bond so when he’s hurting, so am I. I could feel his pain in my chest and I cried for him and with him. I know he’s not okay despite what he tells me.
Last night, Kat, Demetria, Chris and I visited the old school. We watched the recordings of old musicals and plays that Nico were in. It was one of his passions during high school and to see him at his most confident was truly an experience. It’s strange how you keep your eye on him. You wanna laugh because.. I mean. He’s wearing a maid outfit. And his legs look magnificent in heels! xD But then you think about it.. and start zoning out.
After the videos Mrs. Schurbon (Drama Teacher) took us all into the back of the theater. I just kinda stayed with Kat and Demetria. I hugged anyone who I new was about to break and just tried to show my support. They all started digging around and we saw his name written everywhere it seemed.
You never realize how much of an affect that kind of stuff it has on people until this kind of a thing happens. They were all so grateful to him for it. We all took pictures, I for Jacob’s sake.
After we visited Kat’s parents to fill them in of what had happened, we (Kat, Demetria, and Chris) all headed to Chris’ house to just relax. I texted Jacob to make sure he was doing well. Demetria wrote a letter, Kat roamed facebook despite our warnings and Chris was sure to make sure everyone was holding it together. We gathered candles after everyone had written their thoughts on a few pieces of paper and walked to Nico’s house. The letters were written for his mother and brother. To show them support. I didn’t write anything.. mainly because I felt like I had no place to write anything. But I supported them while we placed the candles on their door step. One for Demetria. One for Kat. One for Chris. One for me and I was sure to light one for Jacob.
It was a very heavy thing to look at. I’m just glad I could be there in Jacob’s place, to represent him as best as I could.
I wish I could just take in the pain of others even in it means they don’t suffer for only a few minutes. I hate watching my friends be in this kind of pain. And I hate not being able to be there in person for Jacob specifically. I know he’ll be strong and he’ll be down here.. he doesn’t have the choice.
I am so sorry for everyone’s loss.. Rest in Peace, Nico. The love these people have for you is indescribable. Thank you for taking care of Jacob when I wasn’t around. I truly appreciate it.
Nico :(
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Please hold your applause til the end. This, my epic masterpiece! Here you see my banana peanut butter tower as it stands proudly a’top this heaping mound of cheering O’s! The gods themselves join the celebration in providing a honey drizzle gracing the shoulders of my masterpiece creation.
some people say “for the love of God” so im gonna start saying “for the love of hip hop!”
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