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 rubber work boots. DRIVER (handing him the boots) Take em. ...
-- I know I am in the right. A. So what B. Why not C. What’s up D. What for 免费查看参考答案及解析 题目: You are a new manager at the American branch of your German firm in Chicago. With a few minutes to spare between meetings, you go to get a quick cup of coffee. “...
I like to write melodic tunes, very old fashioned ones like When I’m Sixty-Four, I like to do that, it’s very natural to me. I was brought up on the Billy Cotton Bandshow and things like that. That’s all gone into my head. ...
My son ceased to be. He is no more. Fate stepped in and Donnie is gone. And it’s nearly eight years. But I keep putting one foot in front of the other today as I did the day after I got the news. I take a day at a tim...
“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 are you coming to China I was too busy so there is no time to look at your work on this I am very much not gas 翻译结果4复制译文编辑译文朗读译文返回顶部 I am sorry, ah, at the time when you come to China because I too busy with their work so you do not have...
which now permeates every cell of my being from within. The energy that radiates from me as I fully step into my power feels magnetic. I am to follow the guidance that is placed upon my heart by God towards my deepest desires and highest path. Was this God’s Perfect Plan all along?
“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. ...
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.
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 thy wheel and be my friend again, And send me joy where I am now in pain. Leave a comment ...