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Stupid fucking Bitch.
Amber: (sullenly) hey what’s up?
Mark: I’m really tired, doctor says I have poor spinal health and now ...
Molly: (enters the room and interupts for the 2nd time today) Mark hold on but I really need to find my brush. O-m-g life is so terrible for me right now if I can’t find it.
Mark: You stupid fucking bitch! (Exeunt)
How I Understand the 2016 Presidential Debates By : Malcum Moonsun The voting populace is the world child trying to decide whether to sit beside mommy or daddy. We, the children, are choosing our teacher, and we have been given all the lessons and are now made to choose the path that leads to best growth. The father demands great strength. He speaks his mind to the most isolated and deeply superficial thought. Moral implications aside, the thoughts are deep ceded in our mammalian reptilian imaginative brains. In this instance spoken from the perspective of the white man towards women and people of color, it is ignominious to think colored women do not have those reciprocated thoughts about Caucasian men. To stand by his words, or to lay down the ego and apologize for how it was spoken are both paths that require tremendous emotional fortitude. He has used his words to inspire understanding, understanding which evades the proud elite who cower in fear of what may be found illuminating the dark recesses of human existence. The enemies in the silence are more fearsome than the words we dare not mutter. If you have ever spoken what you truly think and feel you know that path always leads to truth. The mother teaches us of our ability to change; her viewpoint on topics like gay marriage has swayed over the years. She presents us with the challenge of asking ourselves if we have never been swayed by others’ attitudes and persuasions through the course of experience. If one reads five books and maintains the same mindset afterwards, then someone is plainly stubborn. If your intuitions feel no guilt with a journal full of secrets then she is the best choice for you. The choice will shape our future world child, and requires discussion and deliberation. While speeches will be given on our television screens, we still have the power to think for ourselves and share our thoughts and feelings about the topics presented to us within our communities. Be that as it may, understand that advisors limit their power. The decision you are making is whether you want a trustworthy brute or a silver-tongued devil whispering into your ear.
Malcum Moonsun
sometimes i wonder how a writer would describe me if i were a character in a book
I asked my mom to rate some composers
disclaimer: she is a tiny Chinese lady and literally cannot tell a violin sound from a piano
Mozart: “So nice and simple. It makes my heart settled. 不慌张。”
Beethoven: “What is it you kids say? I am shook? Yes, I am very shaken.”
Bach: “There is a lot going on here.”
Chopin: “Wow, very nice! It sounds messy, but a lovely messy. I think it really is a Fantastic Impromptu!”
Liszt: “真的好厉害哦, I never knew the piano could be played in this way. I think I will have bad dreams tonight”
Bartók: “Originally, I thought what is this no-head-no-tail garbage. But now, I quite like it.”
Rachmaninoff: “Stop playing this, I don’t like it. Really, I don’t understand how you can listen to this while you study.”
Tchaikovsky: “Very nice very nice. Wow look, the violinist is so cute, he’s playing with his eyes closed!”
Schubert: “He picks all the right notes.”
Mahler: “Too loud, I can feel the trumpet ringing around in my ears. 吵死了, turn it off or I won’t be helping you with your math tonight.”
Debussy: “Mmm. I like this one. So relaxing, it just makes me want to go to a spa. That reminds me, I need to book a facial.”
Wow! That recorder player vs dragonforce!
Tarantellas I- Trad. Arr. Miriam Nerval and played by Palisander
Recorders, spiders, renaissance tunes, and a dance from recorder quartet Palisander. (via ClassicFM)
God gave Sofía Vergara an amazing body to match her beautiful mind. Most attractive woman.ever.com
I want to love you.
But I love myself, and you lie about your feelings.
