The amazing thoughts of me, myself, and I. Like Fiji in the summer, warm and inviting, full of smiles and happiness. Or it can be almost like space, dark and scary, never knowing what is coming next. People are judged for who they love. You will never walk out of your front door in the morning and go a whole day without being judged.

He snuck into the training room. It was dark and smelly. He fumbled around to find the body. He took the life-size plastic doll. Drug it all the way. Back to the training room he went. Was his effort well spent? He stood very still and waited it out. He stood for a while. Just when he was about to leave.

I seem to be just waiting. I seem to be quiet. I seem to be holding on. I seem to be struggling. I want to be found. I want to be as loud as I can be. I want to be with you. I want to be done with this. Really I am just looking for change. Really I am searching for you. On May 13, 2013. Today I was assigned to write a poem off of a serious secret from an anonymous student. Though I still see them here.

A surprise for my dad. Including her in the conversation. Inviting someone to sit with you. Conversation with someone in poverty. 8220;Would you like my scarf? Random acts of kindness.

1- Ten tigers tugged a tugboat to the timeshare2-. 1- Ten tigers tugged a tugboat to the timeshare. 2- Bob Bottoms blew blow below Bikini Bottom. 5 Anything anyone ate a aligator. 1 Calluses covered every inch of his hands. 2 He grabbed the last strand of rope hiding behind the chest. 3 New Guinea is a place where dreams go to die. 4 What did you do there? Where did your friends go to die? 5 They died with honor, they died with glory, they died in a fox hole.