I’ve wanted to take kick boxing once. My friend is in it. She asked me to join too. I wasn’t sure whether I’d take it or not. I never really actually decided, and didn’t even think of it again until now.. Hmm.. funny how that happens. I wonder if she’d still like me to join.. we’re not really friends anymore… I wonder what she thinks of me.
Way to be a word I didn’t want to see although I’m not sure what word I’d rather be looking at. Boxing, the art of fighting with fists. Cool. I’d rather think about something more beautiful.
to me this sport is something that has been commercialized as something harmful but something also that is very popular to watch. There have been numerous movies about it to demonstrate its true meanings in some people’s lives and how its damaged or made them grow. We have learned about Ali and other boxers and their lives with this spot.
Boxing. Standing in a ring, smacking around this guy I don’t even know. Projecting my anger onto him. Letting him take it for all those who burned me. POW! Take that!
my god that hurt. Blood on the fucking canvass again. Boxing is a nasty sport, it truly is, and I don’t know why I do this. The snap and roar of the crowd, the punches and staggers. I honsestly wouldn’t mind getting that last punch, if I wasn’t the fucking ref.
just forget what I said before.Here is me inside my comfort zone:Inside my box:I love you.Oh,I can pretend that I don’t.That you loving my brother or Dan matters…but to me:it doesn’t.I am only comfortable when I love you.I don’t need you to love me back.I don’r need for you to be in anyway even close to me:You have my heart.I am miserable when I proclaim otherwise.
boxing, to box. boxing is a crucial part of the industrial world. without boxing we would not have things in boxes, and of course without having things in boxes we wouldn’t have an excuse to be act like dicks by saying ‘hey! look at me! I RECYCLE!’
just forget what I said before.Here is me inside my comfort zone:Inside my box:I love you.Oh,I can pretend that I don’t.That you loving my brother or Dan matters…but to me:it doesn’t.I am only comfortable when I love you.I don’t need you to love me back.I don’r need for you to me in anyway even close to me:You have my heart.I am miserable when I proclaim otherwise.
I’ve wanted to take kick boxing once. My friend is in it. She asked me to join too. I wasn’t sure whether I’d take it or not. I never really actually decided, and didn’t even think of it again until now.. Hmm.. funny how that happens. I wonder if she’d still like me to join.. we’re not really friends anymore… I wonder what she thinks of me.
Way to be a word I didn’t want to see although I’m not sure what word I’d rather be looking at. Boxing, the art of fighting with fists. Cool. I’d rather think about something more beautiful.
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Boxing is a terrible sport; it promotes violence and is often staged. Young children should not be exposed to such barbaric television.
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to me this sport is something that has been commercialized as something harmful but something also that is very popular to watch. There have been numerous movies about it to demonstrate its true meanings in some people’s lives and how its damaged or made them grow. We have learned about Ali and other boxers and their lives with this spot.
Boxing. Standing in a ring, smacking around this guy I don’t even know. Projecting my anger onto him. Letting him take it for all those who burned me. POW! Take that!
Boxing is a sport where people get punched in the face and all over there body. In slow-mo, it looks really cool.
my god that hurt. Blood on the fucking canvass again. Boxing is a nasty sport, it truly is, and I don’t know why I do this. The snap and roar of the crowd, the punches and staggers. I honsestly wouldn’t mind getting that last punch, if I wasn’t the fucking ref.
just forget what I said before.Here is me inside my comfort zone:Inside my box:I love you.Oh,I can pretend that I don’t.That you loving my brother or Dan matters…but to me:it doesn’t.I am only comfortable when I love you.I don’t need you to love me back.I don’r need for you to be in anyway even close to me:You have my heart.I am miserable when I proclaim otherwise.
boxing, to box. boxing is a crucial part of the industrial world. without boxing we would not have things in boxes, and of course without having things in boxes we wouldn’t have an excuse to be act like dicks by saying ‘hey! look at me! I RECYCLE!’
just forget what I said before.Here is me inside my comfort zone:Inside my box:I love you.Oh,I can pretend that I don’t.That you loving my brother or Dan matters…but to me:it doesn’t.I am only comfortable when I love you.I don’t need you to love me back.I don’r need for you to me in anyway even close to me:You have my heart.I am miserable when I proclaim otherwise.