There was a man named FreddieThere was a man named Freddie Garboza, and he was in the rock band Do or Die. It wasn’t a very well known rock band, but Freddie had big dreams for it. He hoped to be rich and famous someday. He wanted all the girls to swoon over him. He wanted to sell over a million records and have his videos played and replayed on MTV. He wanted fifty nice cars and a huge mansion in Los Angeles. Do or Die was going to be big, because that’s what Freddie wanted. One day, while Do or Die was playing a show in their hometown of San Francisco, a talent agent from RCA records was there. He was actually there to see another band play, but he fell inThere was a man named Freddie
Letter of EnragementDear Dr. Monk,Letter of Enragement
I have just recently become aware of the corruption in the distribution of lockers. Mrs. Burdette, one of your staff members, and mother to Nick Burdette has exercised a large amount of nepotism, when she allowed a large amount of Nick’s friends to have lockers near Nick’s. As I have observed from my freshman year, lockers are generally distributed in an alphabetical order, and since my name is Katie Bell it seems likely to me that one of Nick’s friends is occupying the locker that I should have received due to the way the alphabet works.
I do not think that this is very fair, because my locker is now
I HAVEN'T BEEN ON HERE SINCE LAST YEAR!!!
hands down.
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"My true compassion is for all living things, not just the ones that are cute"
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"doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?"
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Katya.
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and Jenny's got a bottle
and Jenny's got a gun
and she iss pointing at you
but its just in the fun
and Jenny pulls your trigger
and bam your on the floor
writhing in your anger
and Jenny slams the door
adios muchachas
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"I'd take a knife and cut out the part of me that cares for you,
but all of me cares for you..."
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