Opposite of walking into a glass door.
i haVEe been laUAGHING AT thIS FOR 328 YeaRs
I don’t feel bad for this guy at all.
He’s an a-hole who was about to put his grubby handprint on what he thought was a perfectly clean pane of glass, instead of pressing against the wood like a considerate human being.
He got what was coming to him.
Use the handle.
This is how you lose her.
You lose her when you forget to remember the little things that mean the world to her: the sincerity in a stranger’s voice during a trip to the grocery, the delight of finding something lost or forgotten like a sticker from when she was five, the selflessness of a child giving a part of his meal to another, the scent of new books in the store, the surprise short but honest notes she tucks in her journal and others you could only see if you look closely.
You must remember when she forgets.
You lose her when you don’t notice that she notices everything about you: your use of the proper punctuation that tells her continuation rather than finality, your silence when you’re about to ask a question but you think anything you’re about to say to her would be silly, your mindless humming when it is too quiet, your handwriting when you sign your name in blank sheets of paper, your muted laughter when you are trying to be polite, and more and more of what you are, which you don’t even know about yourself, because she pays attention.
She remembers when you forget.
You lose her for every second you make her feel less and less of the beauty that she is. When you make her feel that she is replaceable. She wants to feel cherished. When you make her feel that you are fleeting. She wants you to stay. When you make her feel inadequate. She wants to know that she is enough and she does not need to change for you, nor for anyone else because she is she and she is beautiful, kind and good.
You must learn her.
You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to.
You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept.
And, this is how you keep her.
you have to read this
this is my assignment for my women’s literature class this quarter.
Umm I may have blinked during my license photo. :/
some people dont get the chance to change. I’m not talking about changing who you are, but more so your circumstances. This year, i’m doing that twice. The first time was an interesting experience. It helped me get to know myself a lot better than I thought I did. But again, it’s time for another change. One that I believe will benefit me more in the short and the long term. Even though right now I dont want to change because of the sacrifices I know I will be giving up like leaving everyone that I know and love, including the city that i’ve lived in the past year… I know that later on, a year or two from now, I will grow more than I would have if I stayed.
Why did I never think of this before?
This explains rape perfectly.
if you don’t watch this you are making a mistake
i love this i always have to watch
I’m crying. So speechless.
Had to reblog. This was so moving. Holy crap. A must listen to.
even my dreams don’t hold a brighter life for me.
Second lunch! 😏
Anonymous asked: So if I told you that I wasnt get older but I was getting younger than everybody else what would you do?
what could i do? if you’re getting older, or younger, it has nothing to do with me or people that surround you. as long as youre ok with it, it shouldnt matter.