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Its a weird thing to sometime think about, death.what is death, death is simply the end of a person’s life.this is the point at which you stop breathing permanently.accepting death is sometimes hard but to first die you have to live, but most people die well all, but not everybody lives.you might be asking how can you not live.well when I say live I speak of enjoying life, living right, and live with no regrets. Never regret anything you have done cause in the end it makes you who you are. We all have to die, just make sure that you get a chance to live.

I’m a jamaican and when I ask my self are we violent it drives me to think. Think about things like how whenever we speak about sex things will come up like “yo dawg me tump it up, me murder ar body, yo a pay spanking she get” lol. And even when we are hungry “yo me ago beat down some food mad pawdie soon forward” even when things aren’t going our way and we are emotionally down “yo dawg me medz mash up jah knw”.looking on it we seem violent but from the inside we aren’t violent its just how it looks looking in on us from the outside we are really friendly and funfilled people, and I’m proud to be one. JA me say.