January 2011
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Utmost Disrespect
I don’t care who you are, if you end up fighting with your family and your the one who drove, you don’t leave everyone and make them walk home, especially your own father! Sometimes it’s hard to even consider you as a brother anymore.
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So much positivity today!
Must one measure themselves?
People these days are becoming little green monsters. I hear them on a daily basis comparing themselves to one another, determining whether they happened to be more or less than the person they are judging. Must we do this? no. I don’t see why everybody needs to judge themselves by comparing themselves to other individuals. Just because a girl happened to have the latest high fashion boots doesn’t mean your shoes are any less fashionable. Just because you see a man driving his new 2011 Lancer Evo does not make him a dick. Why must we measure our self-worth by comparing. It’s unnecessary. Be glad with what you have. Accept who you are.
The Cold Blooded Poet: Pussy →
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I respect the pussy, it’s taste is so delectable, yet if not cleaned right it’s so despicable. Yet the right girl is so impeccable. Eating the pussy is an art, I’d eat it but be gentle with it. Savor each taste, I stay grabbing her waist while I move my tongue all over her clit with incredible haste. It’s the pussy I respect the most but don’t let this post be confused for a campaign to wrongly represent women, it’s a metaphor.
You see I’m a dick at times but the pussy needs something solid to keep her stationed and satisfied. It’s the pussy I care for, I’m gentle and compassionate with it. If I ever try and hurt it, the scars will stay and the wounds will remain fresh no matter how well the flesh is covered. It’s the pussy I’m in love with, the metaphor behind it, it’s like the soul behind the outer shell, you gotta dig deeper. For the treasure is buried underneath the foundation that god gave us, our skin. The pussy is the door to a woman’s temple, simple yet so complex, it’s not about sex but you can make it if thats your intention. Though if it’s not, stretch out your arms and let out an extension, go beyond for the pussy is the gateway to life.
Make love to it, don’t fuck it. Appreciate it, it’s a privilege not a right. Respect it, don’t disrespect it.
“When you go to college, do something YOU want to do. I cannot stress that enough. I originally went to college to become an accountant. After I graduated, I went to work at the bank. I remember I really hated my job. Like, I REALLY, hated it. I hated waking up in the morning to just go to the bank. The only bliss I felt was when I went home everyday. But that bliss ended when I realized I had to go back to work the next day. I quit that job after two months. […] When I started to coach girls’ basketball.. the first moment I stepped into that gym, I realized this is what I want to do. I’m going to go back to school, get my teachers credential, and become a teacher. All of that in one day. I finally realized what I wanted to do when I was 27. 27, guys. You guys should major and do what YOU want. WHATEVER you like. You don’t want to graduate college, then get a job you hate and be absolutely miserable. Do what you want guys. Becoming a teacher is the best decision I’ve ever made. There has never been one day that I NEVER wanted to come to school. I love my job. And I love being with you guys.”
— Mr. Castro (Economics)
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Why Chinese Mothers Are Superior →
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I have never been so revolted of people who believe that scorning their children and telling them that they are “garbage” in public is the “right way” of handling their children’s success in life.
Click the link to see where I am coming from.
