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I now know why I chose to live alone. It wasn't because I was afraid of hurting others, it was because I was afraid of hurting myself… It's hard to live for yourself, but even harder to live for others. I used to be ready to let my fate take me at any instant. I welcomed Death because it could take me swiftly, gently, and only I would suffer. I had found nothing to live for but servitude, and figured myself to be a martyr. I was so wrong… Martyrs do not die for their own glory, nor do they die for the glory of their people. They die for the interest of all humanity, they die for love. And now I have found love… It hurts… I fear death because

You talk about racist assholes like you know... You speak as if you've been oppressed... The oppression doesn't stop at the streets of Compton... We all wish it was secluded to East LA... Oh we'd love to think so... We'd like to think that racism and discrimanation is only still an issue in the south... But you're so wrong... As long as white people are the majority, they will hold positions of power. Positions that judge not just their ethnicity, but all ethnicities. Every day at this campus I have to live with this silent discrimination... All our laws do is hush the problem, not correct it. Our laws helped me go to school, but t

'Twas the morning of the 21st century, A time of growing prosperity and opportunity. Two eager and young entrepreneurs ventured out From their university dorms, ready for the bustling world of business. Their plan was simple, and presumably flawless; Their sales pitch spoke of new products, promising of sales. Their teamwork was seamless, like the work of brothers. Donald  with his incredible head for management, And Parley , whose tongue was sweet enough to talk a lion to sleep, Their skills together had markings of greatness. And so, Parley gathered investors as Donald organized their company's charter, No longer than a year la