in the many of rants my literature teacher has...
today she actually made a good point. We think that men treated the ladies like a “doll”, something of their property just in the 50s, 60s, whatever and that that has changed. WRONG. Example. In a family with a daughter and a son. Let’s say the son is older and that at 18 his curfew is around 2am. I bet the daughter’s curfew when she’s 18 will be around 11pm. And...
and I thought...
and here I thought I had a second chance…perhaps another beginning if you may. but I was wrong, as usual. Moving on.
Thought of the day
People that don’t know how to deal with things call it “drama” so they can blame another person and run away from the problem.
48 hours. No texts. No calls. He doesn’t care.
trying to do a “Save Water” design and all I can think about is “save water…shower with a partner” and laugh. Hahahaha!!! Oh man.
Some days are harder than others. Some days I can’t even think. Some days I can’t eat or sleep. Some days I can’t even leave my bed. Some days I feel like giving up. Some days are okay. Some days I don’t even try. Some days I don’t even miss you as much. Some days I almost feel happy again. Some days I know I will be okay.