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TWO + TWO = 11.5 is quite simple actually though. First, we have to transfer each letter to its corresponding letter in the alphabet. That leads to 20, 23, 15, and 20, 23, 15. However, since "TWO" also happens to be an actual number 2, we have to add 2 to the biggest number on each side, as well as divide 2 to the smaller number on each side. that leads to 20, 25, 7.5 and 20, 25, 7.5 Take each side, and reduce it to … Read more
"Suicide is the retreat of existence. It is getting rid of yourself because of scum that degrades others for enjoyment or because of physical pain that you want to be able to feel sweet relief for. But the truth is with other people like you and resources for comfortable survival there is never a good reason for this retreat. There is always something worse unless you live in solitude being constantly tortured and it is always possible to rise to greatness no matter how poor or ruined. It only leads to loss."
- Lovely Perv. 6-7 months ago.
Roses are red, Violets are blue, Hitler blew an 11 country lead, During World War 2.
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Suicide is the retreat of existence. It is getting rid of yourself because of scum that degrades others for enjoyment or because of physical pain that you want to be able to feel sweet relief for. But the truth is with other people like you and resources for comfortable survival there is never a good reason for this retreat. There is always something worse unless you live in solitude being constantly tortured and it is always possible to rise to greatness no matter how poor or ruined. It only leads to loss.
GENESIS 32 Jacob Prepares to Meet Esau 1Jacob also went on his way, and the angels of God met him. 2When Jacob saw them, he said, “This is the camp of God!” So he named that place Mahanaim. 3Jacob sent messengers ahead of him to his brother Esau in the land of Seir, the country of Edom. 4He instructed them: “This is what you are to say to my lord Esau: ‘Your servant Jacob says, I have been staying with Laban and hav… Read more
So, at school we had to make a poem about our passion, and I chose dance: I arrive at dance Excited and glad. I look around the room And get signed in.
The warmup has begun We begin to stretch, “To the left, To the right, Straighten your legs.”
I feel free I feel weightless. I dance my worries off.
The music then starts We go from the start, 1⁄2 an hour passes, Hip hop has begun.
Why is dance easy for some, But h… Read more