BACKPACK If you don’t take it, I’m gonna throw it away. I don’t want to know what time it is, what day it is, or where I am. 1. (MORE) I don’t want to see anybody. None of that matters. The driver reaches behind the seat of the truck, pulls out an old pair of ...
D.A tap-and-go card needs a signature to approve payment. 免费查看参考答案及解析 题目: — I am sorry I forgot to bring your dictionary. — That’s all right. ___. A. So much the better B. Think nothing of it C. I’m glad to hear that D. Take hold of it 免费查看参考答案...
I spent a while engaged in a conversation with a Chinese colleague over the difference in building style, in architecture from the Highlands of Scotland to the Cornish coast. Now for most people this sounds dreary and dull, and I guess I am biased as a student of history that I find anyt...
“I’m not turned on/So put away that meat you’re selling,” she growled in “Get Gone.” The frenzied chorus of “Limp” evoked gaslighting, sexual assault, and the public’s predatory voyeurism at once: “Call me crazy, hold me down/Make me cry; get off now, baby/It won’t...
Sorry ah, when you come to China too busy so I did not have time to see you this I am very much not the gas 翻译结果2复制译文编辑译文朗读译文返回顶部 Embarrassed, comes China's time in you because I work too busily therefore does not have the time to look at you Regarding this I...
And send me joy where I am now in pain. For, till we meet, I dare well say, for truth, That I shall never be in ease of heart. Wherefore I pray you to have of me some ruth, And release me of my pains so smart, Now, since thou know’st it is not my desert. Then turn ...
I know that even in this moment of divine guidance, I am not to hold onto him or any particular outcome. Rather, it is at this very moment that I am meant to LET GO of him, once and for all. There is no longer a “need” for him, as only God can fulfil me. Only He knows...
Hello, I'm Kaylee, and I am suffering from major depression. This is a poem I wrote about a week ago. It was one of my really bad days, and no one seemed to notice, so I went to a corner with a pen and paper and ended up writing a poem about how I felt.
“Well, what are you going to do today?” Well, how the fuck should I know what I’m going to do today. And how I’m going to do it. I’m not interested in what I’m going to do today, I’m even less interested in what I am going to do tomorrow. I find it intrusive. ...
I didn’t post a review of this book because the many hockey parents around us might issue a fatwa against me. Although I don’t actually think they’re reading much, they’re too tired from driving their kids round to hockey practice at 6am. Why do people continue in their pursuit ...