Stop acting like you’re special. We don’t all want to date you. We aren’t all in love with you. Don’t get all bent out of shape and weirded out over a text, or over any kind of interest in your life or who you are as a person. If I like you, I will make it known.
Resign ourselves to it. Accept the ultimate futility of our actions as just small, unimportant individuals.
I think it’s hypocritical for Trump, who has not only never served his country, but did everything he could to get out of it, to tell anyone they can’t serve. Call me crazy, but if people voluntarily join the military, pass all the tests and basic training, and prove to be more than qualified, who is anyone to tell them they can’t serve?
Apparently, it’s a morality thing.
The other day at a party, a white girl drunkenly called me “Nora” for several minutes before she realized that Nora, the only other Asian person present, was actually on the other side of the room.
I’m generally frustrated women still feel they can’t be so many things because of societal conditioning and nonsense.
Make him feel special.
I have an idea that our political meltdown will be good for art. It imposes a new set of constraints, and for me constraints are liberating.
You judge me off the name on my resume, you judge me if I have dreads, you judge me if I have my natural hair moisturized and free all over my head.
Strength is not exclusive to men. Sensitiveness is not exclusive to women.