Robert Antel told a studant that they where not capable of acheiving their wanted graid. When the studant asked for help, she said they where encapable of acheiving there desired graid. After the studant asked for her help she then refused to help them. As a rusalt the studant did not achieve there wanted graid that they desired to get there dreamm job. Because of this, the studant has not been able to get there dreamm korea.

a tear falling

no one can understand it

no one ever does

(extra words here)

Crying is so difficult when you are not sad. Unless you are already at the altar of tears, they will not come to you. The more you try, the drier your eyes become.

Isn’t it funny that happiness, the most elusive of emotions, is the easiest to fake? And sadness, ever present, ever unwanted, is so much more difficult to invoke, so impossible to control?

'The delicate green shoots grew

in the warm spring sunlight.

A vibrantly beautiful hue

spread across the new pink flowers.

The scent of mown grass and dry earth

bakes in the warmth of the sun.'

The book is snapped shut with a dry, rustling sound. Despite the vivid description, I can't visualise this lively world. All that I can see out of the window is a barren bleakness of rocks, and nothing even suggests that life would have been able to survive out there, once upon a time . . . and as I imagine the beauty and the splendour of nature that once existed I wonder how the extinction of life was ever allowed to happen.

She walks carefully down the beach

So she don't get sand in shoe

And when she's got to the opposite reach

She'll try to ignore you

She's trying to stop! Trying to stop herself

Falling down into the sand

She'll only think about finding you

If she knows there's a place to land.

If she gathers up courage to

If she gathers up courage to

Then she'll take your lefthand and she'll take your right hand

If she gathers up courage to

Wait! She'll kiss your cheek

If she gathers up courage to.

She's halfway across the beach by now

So just stay right where you are

Make sure you look approachable

So she don't want to be far!

She won't look bad in front of you

Cause her heart is a wasteland

She'll only think about finding you

If she knows there's a place to land.

If she gathers up courage to

If she gathers up courage to

Then she'll take your lefthand and she'll take your right hand

If she gathers up courage to

Wait! She'll kiss your cheek

If she gathers up courage to.

Hey!

Just do it!

Courage to

Courage to

Hey!

If she gathers up courage to

If she gathers up courage to

If she gathers up courage to

If she gathers up courage to

She's fin'lly reached this side of the beach

And she looking right your way

Look at her gently smile in her eyes

And she will fall for you.

She trying hard, yeah she's trying hard

So hard to not crash land

She'll only think about kissing you

If she knows there's a place to stand.

There is!

If she gathers up courage to

If she gathers up courage to

Then she'll take your lefthand and she'll take your right hand

If she gathers up courage to

Wait! She'll kiss your cheek

If she gathers up courage to.

Based on Another one bites the Dust by Queen.

Don’t build up a facade. Because if you do, you will spend all of your energy trying to keep it up: you’ll kill yourself trying to keep up that facade, and in the emd you will be a broken person. A pile of broken sticks behind a golden front embellished with gems made of pain and painted with insecurity.

Tears streaming in two silvery lines

Down the face of the immortal elf.

Blond, locked hair in silver loops and twines

Eyes just opened: able to see himself

He wishes he could go back

But it’s a one way road.

He’s picked up a great silver sack

And used it as a code.

If he could have this chance again

He wouldn’t do the same.

He’d take this weary, heavy chain

And throw away his name.

Lillie,

I love you. But we both knew it isn’t going to work, ever. You know we don’t have the money to elope and there is no other option. I want you to know that I love you and I am doing this of my own will, it isn’t your fault. This culture condemned me anyway, if I hadn’t met you I would have gone sooner. But my mother has an idea of us and the only thing I can do is take the cowards way out. I am so sorry, my love, but you’ll find someone else, someone black, with whom you won’t have the constant feeling of waiting for the inevitable end. Who won’t have to be a secret and  you can have a life with. You won’t have the constant feeling of waiting for the inevitable end. If you can call it a life. But things will improve. I just can’t wait that long. 

I am so sorry Lillie. If I was any kind of a person I’d stand up to my mother and campaign for a better society. But I’m 17. And I’m the only one. I’m sorry Lillie, but I can’t do it. I make myself sick. I wonder if you’ve noticed the change in me, before I was eleven I was so naïve. I thought our society was right. I didn’t know anything else. I had no contact with Negros and so there was nothing to restrict me. I thought it was the same for everyone. But then I went away to Madison and there were Negros everywhere. At first it scared me. I had thought that all blacks were awful. Of course I did. Lillie, you weren’t brought up by my family, it disgusts me now, but I never knew before Lillie, I never knew! I’m sorry! 

When I came back I was used to it. I had black friends. I had forgotten about the prejudice back home. But as soon as I mentioned something one of my friends had said my parents shot dark looks and had a serious talk with me. So I kept it to myself, I thought it wouldn’t affect my life too much. But it still nauseated me, although I tried to ignore it. The sick feeling just grew, it was like a disease and I couldn’t say anything. No one would understand. Can you imagine how alone I was? Do you have any idea? For your sake I hope not. I’m sorry I’m burdening you with this, but I want you to know. You deserve to know. 

I used to sit alone under that tree. Whenever I couldn’t stay in that house with those obnoxious sheep. It was too much. And then you came past. When I . . . I just wished you good morning. And you looked terrified. And I didn’t know what to do, but I needed to have someone I could talk to. I was close to preferring hell over Dothan already. So I tried to talk to you, and eventually you could look at me without cringing away, and eventually you stopped even calling me sir. I was so much happier. But that feeling it was like we were waiting for the end, I couldn’t do it. You are a better person than me Lillie. It can’t have been much easier for you. I hope it will be better when I’m gone. Don’t cry for too long darling. I’ll be in a better place than here, wherever I go. And Dothan will get better eventually. It will. I’m sorry Lillie. I don’t believe it. I can’t lie to you. I am so sorry. Oh Lillie. If I go to hell I’ll never meet you in in heaven. Lillie, I love you, and I will remember you. 

I won’t hurt when I die. I swear to you it’s for the best. I want you to keep only the good memories of me. Forget the times that I cried, and the times I made you miserable. It isn’t fair to ask, but I beg you anyway. And please . . . you can keep the letter but don’t show it to anyone. They can’t see this part of me. It’s only for you.

I love you. 

Sam