Way to keep it real by leaving the Ivory Tower and riding Tri-met.

He is poor and homeless, maybe his fault, or an another victim of circumstance. Bring a sandwich or a bottle of water and just say" Would you like my lunch, because I don't have time to eat it?"

Your comment sounds a lot drifty though. Maybe you should have another joint. My idea sucks.

I try not to judge the value of any individual's life. Though I make an exception for that one guy who's always picking the dead skin off his feet while riding the 14. When I finally buy a car, it's gonna be that guy's fault.

Man, what the fuck good are YOU for? Not for the good of grammar, apparently.

This is the worst poem I've read on here.

AynRandonymous.

This is a really shitty I,A.

You can cut the irony with a knife on this one.

It's not easy to show compassion in a society that engenders indifference, discrimination, and unethical behavior.

It's also difficult to ignore apathy, laziness, and ignorance in a society that preaches equality, perseverance, and determination.

Now now. You've all thought these same thoughts before. Fess up.

The difference is you felt ashamed and realized others could make the same argument about you or anyone else.

That sentence that ended with "...here in this place of existence"! Je-sus! BURN YOUR ENGLISH LIT DEGREE!