Potugeuse...
um dois tres quatro cinco seis sete oito nove dez
Italian
un due tre quattro cinque sei sette otto nove dieci
theres a couple more for ya
I can't wait until the day schools are over-funded and the military is forced to hold bake sales to buy planes.
"It's a great thing when you realize you still have the ability to surprise yourself. Makes you wonder what else you can do that you've forgotten about"
no hablo multo espanol. mi casa es de ladrillo rojo. yo quiero ser un pero grande. el camero es hilarante! donde es los soldalos?
I don't speak (multo isn't a spanish word) spanish.
My house is of red brick
I want to be a big but. (not butt, you wrote but)
el camero es hilarante? Reno, can you help me out on that one?
Where is the soldiers?
HARDCORE!!!
OMG. I can't believe I din't think fo you
until now because when I think on
a scale of one to ten you're like YWELVE.
No, seriously?
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
I can't wait until the day schools are over-funded and the military is forced to hold bake sales to buy planes.
"It's a great thing when you realize you still have the ability to surprise yourself. Makes you wonder what else you can do that you've forgotten about"
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.