Isn’t it weird that in AMERICA… our flag and our culture offend many people… but our benefits don’t?
I pulled this from a post it in Facebook and never have words been so true. 658 more words
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I lit my best friend’s funeral pyre when I was fifteen.
It was one of those dark and cloudy days, when the weather was somewhat confused between gloom and grief, and thus became a carrier for a sick mingling of both sentiments that drizzled down upon us in the wee beginnings of the dreary monsoon. 942 more words