Throw it in herok situation report:
anyone remember th cute girl who was playing the bass in my band? so my grade had this pasta party for the community, and we planned it and were waiters. it was actually a lot of fun.
but one thing. so this girl flirted with me during the entire thing. she would blush when i came by and we joked about each other, mainly her joking about me though.
There, but for the grace of God, goes John Bradford
My aim, then, was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us. Fear is the beginning of wisdom.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation.
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