As I stare listlessly into the mirror, the fuzzy image that gazes back at me is someone I barely recognize. But I do. They say prison causes profound changes in a man, and the most extraordinary stem from the most incredible circumstances. That man in the mirror has undergone an unimaginable plethora of alterations because he is the absolute worst thing one can be in prison: an innocent man.
I detect the bitterness in his hazel eyes, the constant worry that wrinkles his forehead, the anxiety that sets his jaw like cement and the frustration that has lightened his hair from brown to salty beige. But still, occasionally, I notice the soft smile of that gracious man I used to know, the kindness in his eyes and the youthful, even naive, wonder underlying his visage.
I witness as he struggles for control over his flagging emotions; his quiet humbleness as he is degraded bởi those who believe that, bởi mere coincidence of fallaciously bestowed power, they are superior in some way; the way he continues to strive for good, despite the oppression surrounding him; how he never puts himself before others; and he helps whoever he can. The man in the mirror is tired of fighting but he cannot stop, he was never taught how to give up. But like Atlas, his back groans under the weight on his shoulders.
I have observed the battles passing through his head as he combats the onslaught of vengeful thoughts for those who lied and cheated to set him up, refusing to hate them, regardless of their perfidious aspirations. The pain he feels for his loved ones, who he is powerless to protect from these people, seems to consume him with the voraciousness of a lion on the third ngày of an unfruitful hunt. He is tortured bởi his inability to provide the warmth and joy that he once gave to his children, and what they (and he) are missing each day. I rarely glimpse hope in his eyes anymore.
I sometimes wonder if he will make it. He seems to know there is little chance for retribution in a society that persecutes based on loose insinuation, vicious accusation and thoughtless supposition, but refuses to accept it. He seems to linger in reminiscence of a ngày long gone, a ngày in which greed and narcissism did not pervade everything, a ngày in which distorted imaginations were not permitted to pervert wholesome interchanges with delusional exaggerations. He seems to stick to his beliefs as if they are the only branches within his grasp during a devastating flood of irrationality. It is like watching a bridge crumble, one speck at a time, over a century; each bit takes an eternity to weaken the structure, but none can be replaced once it has fallen to be swept away bởi the current.
However, I still think he will overcome and persevere, because I have never seen his determination waver. And, as all of us in this situation know, prison mirrors are not very clear.
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I detect the bitterness in his hazel eyes, the constant worry that wrinkles his forehead, the anxiety that sets his jaw like cement and the frustration that has lightened his hair from brown to salty beige. But still, occasionally, I notice the soft smile of that gracious man I used to know, the kindness in his eyes and the youthful, even naive, wonder underlying his visage.
I witness as he struggles for control over his flagging emotions; his quiet humbleness as he is degraded bởi those who believe that, bởi mere coincidence of fallaciously bestowed power, they are superior in some way; the way he continues to strive for good, despite the oppression surrounding him; how he never puts himself before others; and he helps whoever he can. The man in the mirror is tired of fighting but he cannot stop, he was never taught how to give up. But like Atlas, his back groans under the weight on his shoulders.
I have observed the battles passing through his head as he combats the onslaught of vengeful thoughts for those who lied and cheated to set him up, refusing to hate them, regardless of their perfidious aspirations. The pain he feels for his loved ones, who he is powerless to protect from these people, seems to consume him with the voraciousness of a lion on the third ngày of an unfruitful hunt. He is tortured bởi his inability to provide the warmth and joy that he once gave to his children, and what they (and he) are missing each day. I rarely glimpse hope in his eyes anymore.
I sometimes wonder if he will make it. He seems to know there is little chance for retribution in a society that persecutes based on loose insinuation, vicious accusation and thoughtless supposition, but refuses to accept it. He seems to linger in reminiscence of a ngày long gone, a ngày in which greed and narcissism did not pervade everything, a ngày in which distorted imaginations were not permitted to pervert wholesome interchanges with delusional exaggerations. He seems to stick to his beliefs as if they are the only branches within his grasp during a devastating flood of irrationality. It is like watching a bridge crumble, one speck at a time, over a century; each bit takes an eternity to weaken the structure, but none can be replaced once it has fallen to be swept away bởi the current.
However, I still think he will overcome and persevere, because I have never seen his determination waver. And, as all of us in this situation know, prison mirrors are not very clear.
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1.people excpect bạn to be good all the time and stay the same
2.Your Những người bạn get jelious when bạn hang with other people.
3.more people then bạn think hate bạn and think your stuck up.
4.If your a mean được ưa chuộng person people might ditch you.
5.People talk about bạn behind your back because your selfish and think your the best thing in the world.
6.The teachers know not to put bạn with your Những người bạn because bạn talk to much.
7.You hang out with alot of people but thêm then 90% of them are just hanging out with bạn because your popular.
8.If your a được ưa chuộng girl and bạn have had afew boyfriends some people will start calling bạn a slut.
9.If your a được ưa chuộng boy and bạn have had afew gilfriends people will think your a player.
10.if bạn had a good friend and then bạn became được ưa chuộng they might stop hanging out with bạn because they think there not good enough.
2.Your Những người bạn get jelious when bạn hang with other people.
3.more people then bạn think hate bạn and think your stuck up.
4.If your a mean được ưa chuộng person people might ditch you.
5.People talk about bạn behind your back because your selfish and think your the best thing in the world.
6.The teachers know not to put bạn with your Những người bạn because bạn talk to much.
7.You hang out with alot of people but thêm then 90% of them are just hanging out with bạn because your popular.
8.If your a được ưa chuộng girl and bạn have had afew boyfriends some people will start calling bạn a slut.
9.If your a được ưa chuộng boy and bạn have had afew gilfriends people will think your a player.
10.if bạn had a good friend and then bạn became được ưa chuộng they might stop hanging out with bạn because they think there not good enough.
There are a lot of creeps on Omegle. Whether you're just bored, trolling, hoặc being a creep, bạn will definitely run into a pervert on Omegle. So here are some comebacks bạn can use.
Stranger: Horny?
You: Yes.
You: BECAUSE I'M A UNICORN!
Stranger: ASL.
You: Sorry, I don't speak American Sign Language.
Stranger: 17 M looking for horny females
You": 85, M, looking for other gay men.
Stranger: Wanna chat with hot girls? Go to "Babesofomegle . com"
You: No thanks I don't feel like seeing whores like you.
Strangers: Wanna fuck?
You: How the fuck are we gonna fuck if you're so fucking far away and I'm not gonna fucking tell bạn where I fucking live so we can fuck ngẫu nhiên strangers.
Stranger: bạn like dick?
You: Yes, I do like Dick. He's very nice. I don't get why people make fun of him for his name.
You: bạn ARE talking about the person, right?
Other ways are to just repeat the same thing over and over again, hoặc copy everything they say.
Stranger: Horny?
You: Yes.
You: BECAUSE I'M A UNICORN!
Stranger: ASL.
You: Sorry, I don't speak American Sign Language.
Stranger: 17 M looking for horny females
You": 85, M, looking for other gay men.
Stranger: Wanna chat with hot girls? Go to "Babesofomegle . com"
You: No thanks I don't feel like seeing whores like you.
Strangers: Wanna fuck?
You: How the fuck are we gonna fuck if you're so fucking far away and I'm not gonna fucking tell bạn where I fucking live so we can fuck ngẫu nhiên strangers.
Stranger: bạn like dick?
You: Yes, I do like Dick. He's very nice. I don't get why people make fun of him for his name.
You: bạn ARE talking about the person, right?
Other ways are to just repeat the same thing over and over again, hoặc copy everything they say.
10) cuz they are cool (literally), i mean, they live on ice flows
9) flying is overrated anyway
8) dude, they can swim!
7) they waddle
6) they're always dressed for the occasion
5) the guys care for the eggs (awww! devoted daddies)
4) they upchuck their thực phẩm (and they don't think it's gross)
3) they waddle...oh, i already put that, didn't i?
2) they have a tv show! (the penguins of madagascar)
1) because they are PENGUINS!!!! nuff said