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Some friends and even a few people here have asked me why I generally don't use shorthand typing or avoid punctuation when texting. My answer is simple. If I start doing it here or when texting with my friends, it becomes a habit and will carry over to work. I refuse to type shorthand or not use punctuation at work, so I do my best to not use it here.
 
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Some friends and even a few people here have asked me why I generally don't use shorthand typing or avoid punctuation when texting. My answer is simple. If I start doing it here or when texting with my friends, it becomes a habit and will carry over to work. I refuse to type shorthand or not use punctuation at work, so do my best to not use it here.
I could never bring myself to use "text speak", like "u" "r" and "ur", to me that's more effort than actually typing the words out.
I'm guilty of abbreviating certain phrases, but that's as far as I'll ever go, so I get where you're coming from.
 
Treat others the way you want to be treated, if you can't then say nothing and do nothing, just allow them to be who they are. Whether it carries your approval or not.

You can not fight for your own place in the sun where you express yourself and want to be heard or seen, but another may not do it because you do not like what you see. Your feelings are not more important than the feelings of the person next to you.

The way you express yourself, whether in words or photos, is not more important than the person next to you. Just as you want to feel who and what you are is important, so every other person wants to feel he or she is important.

We are all entitled to a place in the sun. It really makes me sad and disappoints me when others think what they are saying or the photos they share are better or more important than others.

A little bit of tact and finesse and respect for others feelings cost nothing. It never stop to amaze me how people on a diviant sex site feel they have the right to judge others.

Going to quote @Heather here:

To judge others is human. To keep your opinion about others to yourself is having class.
 
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people who know me well know that i am a history fan, even have a BA in History. The historical figure i have always been fascinated by the most in history in Ann Boleyn. I think she was an intelligent, influential, and vocal woman who was ahead of her time and who paid the ultimate price for it. along with being a woman who was blamed for something that was beyond her control.

i never thought in a million years that she would be someone i could ever identify with. just like her i had an association, friendship, and love for a 1000 days. to finally give yourself all of yourself to someone who is unable to feel, be unfeeling, and dismissive, along with calculating. a person who easily without thought or feeling discards for their own agenda is jolt to the system. unlike her i am able to walk away with life, the love i still have to give if i choose and my strength. i like to think she is somewhere willing me not be the victim of a man or anyone who cannot see my worth, no longer sees me as a human deserving of consideration and respect. she is saying take your fucking fabulous self and walk never looking back and make the most of this life for it is precious, short, and mine.
 
For years in frustration I wondered how long it would take to not include him in my stories. Embarrassed that I mentioned him, I would ask myself why I brought him up. The story would lose no meaning if his name was never mentioned. Last night I thought the same thing after telling a story to a friend and almost beat myself up about it in my head. But then I realized the pain of him no longer being my person isn't there. When you've loved as hard and for as long as we did, they will forever be sprinkled in the memories of your stories. And that's ok because it is part of your story.
 
For years in frustration I wondered how long it would take to not include him in my stories. Embarrassed that I mentioned him, I would ask myself why I brought him up. The story would lose no meaning if his name was never mentioned. Last night I thought the same thing after telling a story to a friend and almost beat myself up about it in my head. But then I realized the pain of him no longer being my person isn't there. When you've loved as hard and for as long as we did, they will forever be sprinkled in the memories of your stories. And that's ok because it is part of your story.
This is so true Lilly the hurt heal but they was part of who you are today xx
 

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