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I love you, and i probably always will, but we go days without having a meaningful conversation, and i used to miss you so much when that happened but it never seemed like you missed me and i guess because of it i stopped missing you.

Above all else, guard your heart.

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Apparently I am in this 'exclusive r/s" with this guy A, and I sleep with this guy B, who happens to be guy A bff. How the hell would I know right! I mean I didnt even know we are in an "exclusive r/s"! The last time we met was quite long ago!!!!!

 

And now this guy A is calling me a slut, and disgusting for sleeping with his bff. I am at a lost for words now. cause the reason is purely "he's my bff".

 

I thought I always clear that I am looking for open and not seeking ltr! 

 

Feel like crying now....but guess ppl will start bashing me for being a slut now too. 

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It just seems like you're not that interested . You say you have no friends or that no one falls for you , but really , it seems like you have high standards and nit-pick on who you want to be friends with .

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It just seems like you're not that interested . You say you have no friends or that no one falls for you , but really , it seems like you have high standards and nit-pick on who you want to be friends with .

 

Isn't this behaviour a common one among whiners?

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I was upset with a colleague of mine as he told me how he and his friends 'verbally' bullied their reservist mate who they thought was gay from the way he walked. This gay mate, he said, was isolated from the rest. I couldn't stomach his statements until I vomited. But as a matter of fact, I like him. It's just for some reason at the moment we speak it seems we're trying to hurt each other. Leaving office, while in the elevator, he pointed at my reflection on the door and said, "Evil".

Do the things at which you are great, not what you were never made for.”

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Shared Words, Shared Worlds

--by Naomi Shihab Nye, May 03, 2013

 

After learning my flight was detained 4 hours,

I heard the announcement:

If anyone in the vicinity of gate 4-A understands any Arabic,

Please come to the gate immediately.

Well—one pauses these days. Gate 4-A was my own gate. I went there.

An older woman in full traditional Palestinian dress,

Just like my grandma wore, was crumpled to the floor, wailing loudly.

Help, said the flight service person. Talk to her. What is her

Problem? we told her the flight was going to be four hours late and she

Did this.

I put my arm around her and spoke to her haltingly.

Shu dow-a, shu- biduck habibti, stani stani schway, min fadlick,

Sho bit se-wee?

The minute she heard any words she knew—however poorly used—

She stopped crying.

She thought our flight had been canceled entirely.

She needed to be in El Paso for some major medical treatment the

Following day. I said no, no, we’re fine, you’ll get there, just late,

Who is picking you up? Let’s call him and tell him.

We called her son and I spoke with him in English.

I told him I would stay with his mother till we got on the plane and

Would ride next to her—Southwest.

She talked to him. Then we called her other sons just for the fun of it.

Then we called my dad and he and she spoke for a while in Arabic and

Found out of course they had ten shared friends.

Then I thought just for the heck of it why not call some Palestinian

Poets I know and let them chat with her. This all took up about 2 hours.

She was laughing a lot by then. Telling about her life. Answering

Questions.

She had pulled a sack of homemade mamool cookies—little powdered

Sugar crumbly mounds stuffed with dates and nuts—out of her bag—

And was offering them to all the women at the gate.

To my amazement, not a single woman declined one. It was like a

Sacrament. The traveler from Argentina, the traveler from California,

The lovely woman from Laredo—we were all covered with the same

Powdered sugar. And smiling. There are no better cookies.

And then the airline broke out the free beverages from huge coolers—

Non-alcoholic—and the two little girls for our flight, one African

American, one Mexican American—ran around serving us all apple juice

And lemonade and they were covered with powdered sugar too.

And I noticed my new best friend—by now we were holding hands—

Had a potted plant poking out of her bag, some medicinal thing,

With green furry leaves. Such an old country traveling tradition. Always

Carry a plant. Always stay rooted to somewhere.

And I looked around that gate of late and weary ones and thought,

This is the world I want to live in. The shared world.

Not a single person in this gate—once the crying of confusion stopped

—has seemed apprehensive about any other person.

They took the cookies. I wanted to hug all those other women too.

This can still happen anywhere.

Not everything is lost.

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善待对人。麻烦用英文来表达信息。不是每个人都会看的懂中文 “People need to learn the art of making an argument. Often there is no

right or wrong. It's just your opinion vs someone else's opinion. How you deliver that opinion could make the difference between opening a mind,

changing an opinion or shutting the door. Sometimes folk just don't know when they've "argued" enough. Learn when to shut up."

― J'son M. Lee 

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Greetings from Cape Town

 

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善待对人。麻烦用英文来表达信息。不是每个人都会看的懂中文 “People need to learn the art of making an argument. Often there is no

right or wrong. It's just your opinion vs someone else's opinion. How you deliver that opinion could make the difference between opening a mind,

changing an opinion or shutting the door. Sometimes folk just don't know when they've "argued" enough. Learn when to shut up."

― J'son M. Lee 

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Now and then in life, love catches you unawares, illuminating the dark corners of your mind, and filling them with radiance.


Once in awhile you are faced with a beauty and a joy that takes your soul, all unprepared, by assault.


- Jennifer Worth

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Wind in Sympathy

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i wonder , if i off my 3G for a week , will i have any msgs or anything from anyone( not counting from group chats) ... i highly doubt ill have any msgs at all . oh well , time to change phone to a cheap knock off without internet cause even with internet my phone is practically dead

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