

theme for english API step out of the shower, garbed in the dense clouds of steam that issue forth when I push open the glass panel. Even without my chic, thick-rimmed eyeglasses, I can still see; squinting, I reach knowingly towards the white door. On the hook there is a plush towel, and I swing it around myself like a roman senator, stepping out onto the cool stone tiles. I pick up a stiff two-day-old washcloth and clear the fog from the mirror. I stare at the person I see there. She does not surprise me. She has not surprised me for the past few years. Her locks are tangled, and I placidly pick up my wooden hairbrush with the cracking finish, and brush smooththeme for english AP


english ap exercise aI remember you were alluring, a cool lake in Geneva, a ballerina primadonna,english ap exercise a
a fake gingersnap with long red fingers, cold hands, windy voice.
Between my fingertips, you were the thin wrist, so pale as to be rice paper, and I was a bird of prey, hunting and counting the butterfly flutter beneath that shallow skin.
I remember the many hues of fever that shone a sunset across your face after I caught you in a lie; I remember you making your blue stone eyes very wide and very innocent and I remember not believing a word.
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a wanderer, unlostI wonder sometimes if it is wrong that I should want something good for myself.a wanderer, unlost
I'd be terrible for you, no matter who you are. I am a workaholic, a porcelain robot, constantly cracking in some little places, my shoulders ache, my feet sore. I smear green above my eyes to warn away suitors, to tell them that I am poisonous for everyone but you. My sense of self preservation is acute enough to prevent me from taking up smoking (I am the type of person who would be an avid smoker, who would always be muttering around a sputtering stick, no Virginia Slims here) but not enough to prevent me from dancing through danger like a ballerin
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73% of teenagers fail at copy and paste. If you're part of the 27% that
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73% of teenagers fail at copy and paste. If you're part of the 27% that
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73% of teenagers fail at copy and paste. If you're part of the 27% that
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A stranger stabs you in the front
A friend stabs you in the back
A boyfriend stabs you in the heart
Best friends poke you with straws
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= Well.. no many witches believe in ghosts, but I don't think that many ghosts believe in witches either =
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