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Ashli, you have no idea LOL
Is your ex, who admittedly hates you, sending you a text at 5am.
Then proceeds to apologize for everything and “wants to make it right.” Which leads me to ask
The only time he contacts me is when things go down hill with whoever it was he was dating. Like I care! It took me FOREVER…
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I’ve been here and it’s absolutely beautiful!! I can’t wait to take my boyfriend here someday.
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What They did not want you to ever find out is that your generation, the generation born between 1980-1995, actually outnumbers the Baby Boomers. They knew that if you ever turned your eye towards political reform, you could change the world.
They tried to keep you sated on vapid television shows and vapid music. They cut off your education and fed you brain candy. They took away your music and gave you Top Ten pop stations. They cut off your art and replaced it with endless reality shows for you to plug into, hoping you would sit quietly by as They ran the world. I think They thought you were too dumb to notice.
Indeed, I thought They had won.
But I watched you occupy the capital of Wisconsin. I see you today as you occupy Wall Street. And I see a spark, a glimmer of the glorious new age that is yours. A changing of the guard, a guard that has stood for entirely too long and needs your young legs to take his place.
I watch you turn away from what is easy and stand up for what is right. I see you understand we as a society are only as strong as our weakest link. I see you wise beyond your years. And I am proud. Give ‘em hell, kids. You are beautiful.
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GPOY
These girls.
These girls who walk, act, dress, and talk like trash. These girls who throw themselves at anyone with two feet and a phallic-shaped organ. These girls who tell strangers their “I was so f*cked up!” stories. These girls who pride themselves in their ability to take a few drugs, get drunk, and survive the night. These girls who wake-up next to strangers after “a crazy night” that they don’t remember. These girls who party too much and only date guys who benefit them. These girls who think that sexual jokes are the only jokes that are funny. These girls who get offended when they’re called a slut despite the fact that they have slept with just about everyone.
These girls. They have a lot to learn.
They want to be with good boys who’ll treat them right, but they lack self-respect. They want respect, but they do nothing to earn it.
Fact: boys who’ll pounce on anything with a vagina aren’t looking for a good woman; they’re looking for sex.
Fact: Respect is earned; not given.
I wonder when they’ll figure out that no one’s going to treat them like a lady for as long as they act like trash.
The story behind “Set Fire To The Rain”
“We were at that stage in our relationship where everything was getting a bit tedious and the smallest thing sparked a row. We were standing outside this restaurant and I was trying to light a cigarette, and it started raining. And any smokers, you know, when a lighter gets wet it doesn’t work. Any candle lovers as well, it’s not only for cigarettes. So my lighter wasn’t working and that triggered off an argument, he started calling me an “idiot” and a “dickhead”, cause I was trying to light a cigarette with a broken lighter. So I was about to walk away from the argument, as the loser; and then my lighter lit, I lit my cigarette, and I walked off. I do think the song sounds a bit more glamourous than what inspired it.”
-ADELE
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What is Love?
One day, Plato asked his teacher, “What is love? How can I find it?” His teacher answered, “There is a vast wheat field in front. Walk forward without turning back, and pick only one stalk. If you find the most magnificent stalk, then you have found love.” Plato walked forward, and before long, he returned with empty hands,having picked nothing.
His teacher asked, “Why did you not pick any stalk?”
Plato answered, “Because I could only pick once, and yet I could not turn back. I did find the most magnificent stalk, but did not know if there were any better ones ahead, so I did not pick it. As I walked further, the stalks that I saw were not as good as the earlier one, so I did not pick any in the end.
His teacher then said, “And that is love.”
What is Marriage?
On another day, Plato asked his teacher, “What is marriage? How can I find it?”
His teacher answered, “There is a thriving forest in front. Walk forward without turning back, and chop down only one tree. If you find the tallest tree, then you have found marriage.”
Plato walked forward, and before long, he returned with a tree. The tree was not thriving, and it was not tall either. It was only an ordinary tree. His teacher asked, “Why did you chop down such an ordinary tree?”
Plato answered, “Because of my previous experience. I walked halfway through the forest. This time, I saw this tree, and I felt that it was not bad, so I chopped it down and brought it back. I did not want to miss the opportunity.”
His teacher then said, “And that is marriage.”
What Andy and I do in the kitchen while cooking. I used to think it was weird, but now these silent dances are my little bits of peace during crazy days.
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From “WHY I AM A MALE FEMINIST”:The following day, I attended a workshop about preventing gender violence, facilitated by Katz. There, he posed a question to all of the men in the room: “Men, what things do you do to protect yourself from being raped or sexually assaulted?”
Not one man, including myself, could quickly answer the question. Finally, one man raised his hand and said, “Nothing.” Then Katz asked the women, “What things do you do to protect yourself from being raped or sexually assaulted?” Nearly all of the women in the room raised their hand. One by one, each woman testified:
“I don’t make eye contact with men when I walk down the street,” said one.
“I don’t put my drink down at parties,” said another.
“I use the buddy system when I go to parties.”
“I cross the street when I see a group of guys walking in my direction.”
“I use my keys as a potential weapon.”The women went on for several minutes, until their side of the blackboard was completely filled with responses. The men’s side of the blackboard was blank. I was stunned. I had never heard a group of women say these things before. I thought about all of the women in my life — including my mother, sister and girlfriend — and realized that I had a lot to learn about gender.
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