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One artist that a lot of people know and love to talk about is Eminem. Lots of people either love him or hate him. The music he writes is different from a lot of artist. The sense of hurmor he has some people discribe as sick and obscene. Although that 's not how I see it. I see and relate to what he talks about. He has a message if you listen to his music with an open mind. He tells his story in his music through the hurmor and obscene lyrics. He makes fun of the rough times and the good times…

My day started waking up extraordinarily early in a splendid five star hotel from an extremely comfortable and pulpy bed complimented with heavenly pillows. This joyful day fills my body with excitement and replays in my mind as if it had happened for the first time. This wasn’t your average birthday present, no not some gift card to GameStop, not some pair of Stephen Curry’s, not even the next Call Of Duty game. The exact moment these words accessed my ears I almost passed out my parents had…

Appeal to Pathos: Examples: “You will surely make your dear mother happy should you make her breakfast.” “When you finally leave for college, I will be the only child left. I’m sure I will find myself all alone far more often, all without a fleeting bit of hope left. The last one left, that’s me. ...College awaits, no?” “Following your arrival to the party, you will promptly sign-up at the toll booth so that you may pay your admission. Those who do not will find themselves with a nice…

The first time I realized that I was actually black and it mattered was my freshmen year of college. I walked to the bookstore on a break from school and wanted to buy a new rap album probably nothing I would currently listen to but I digress. I approached the register and there was a Caucasian woman being checked out before me. The cashier was very pleasant and smiling with the Caucasian woman when it was my turn in line I approached…

The Troubles of Silver Spoons and Rotten Teeth- Part 1 Lawrence Exeter drunkenly held onto his bottle as he drifted asleep, when suddenly his home telephone rang. He took a few seconds to leave the comfortable velvet chair and swayed while he walked to the ringing phone. “Hello,” he answered, slurring his words, his eyelids closing. A lady chewing gum replied, “You drunk again? It don’t matter. I don’t know if you remember me or what we did…” Lawrence’s mind slowly searched for what she could be…

I have had some of the most incredible moments of my life at concerts. Seeing bands you love live and in person can make you love the band even more. Jumping around and singing to the lyrics is infectious and you feel as though the people around you are your family. They all love the band like you do, know all the lyrics like you do, and cheer loudly like you do. When the band’s lyrics are very inspirational or have helped you through a hard time, going to their live show is especially…

“A handful of moments I wished I could change, but I was carried away,” are the lyrics that remind a lot about myself. Growing up, and even about two years ago, I was insanely shy and did not talk much around people, friends, or family. The way I talked to people was in a timid, soft spoken way, which looking back, was awfully embarrassing. My friends and family would laugh at me because I could not talk well, and when I did talk, they acted as if I were a baby who just said its first words.…

“Aah,” the piano player stammered softly, although he was alone. His left hand fingers drummed on the piano keys, all the while his saliva-lubricated right hand stroked his nine inch cock. It projected through his unzipped skintight pants, while his ass cheeks clenched his slacks. Leaving a damp quarter size stain on the fabric over his buttocks. Minutes early, he had released his bulging cock from his jockstrap, it desired attention. And badly! His right foot rhythmically tapped the wooden…

After we found the note, Kylee lost it. Jake and I watched helplessly as we watched her take it out on the furniture upstairs. Surprisingly, she somehow managed to wreck everything in the house. It was particularly interesting to watch her five foot two frame jump on the counters and tear off the doors of the cabinets and throw them across the room. That was two hours ago. The sun had long ago set and the sky had given into the darkness of night once more. It’s hard to believe that just a few…

Missing Him He met my gaze for a few seconds before he gave me a huge hug. Not letting go, I continued to embrace him as if it was the last time I would ever see him. He was wearing his warm comfortable looking grey sweatshirt, and it was evident that he had a long journey ahead of him. “Please don’t go!” I said to him holding back my tears. He placed his passport into his large brown suitcase once he had a second to breathe again from my long lasting hug. “I have to,” he replied. A long black…