When a man and a woman stand before each other, men take notice. This man, in particular:
“I see love in her eyes, but does she see lust in mine?
Can she tell if I undress her with my eyes?
Will the lady across from me at Table 35
two hours ago remind me of the woman I brought back from the karaoke bar in 2009?
I want to get in her because I want to fulfill the most empty places
There is no reason any part of her needs to be vacant
at the end of this night.”
And this woman:
“I see love in his eyes, does he know there’s lust in my mind?
Will he get deep enough tonight to get from there to my mind
My heart won’t fight because an empty space won’t put up a challenge
I want to drive my nails into his back and run my hands through his hair
He wants me in his head but I want the head that isn’t up there.”
A man can look at two ladies: a pretty lady and a lady whom he just isn’t sure is a lady
A pretty lady with cute, feminine clothing and a tiny waist and a lady who looks like a tree
The latter is intelligent and a person of remarkable character and the first is tactless and not so knowledgeable
and a man can still tell you that he is in love with the first woman for who she is inside
Ask him and he’ll say the first
and then the latter can invest 20 hours a day in the gym and $200 of her paycheck in make-up and physical maintenance
and then you can put the ladies side by side and ask a man to tell you, in all honesty, who he wants to spend the rest of his life with
As a lady, I’ve spent years studying the rather extensive amount of rights that were once only granted to men and gradually allowed to women.
Gaining knowledge on the subject of independence, I’ve come to the conclusion that I will not let the hard work of our female ancestors go to waste by continuing to let a man dominate my decisions and life in general.
It is a woman’s choice — rather a woman decides to let a man lead her life or take the world by storm on her own. I deeply admire the women who have chosen lives of independent, and an admiration of greater strength for women who are able to marry and still take control of their own lives.
Feminism is a very admirable characteristic in my female role models, and I feel as if feminists are very substantial individuals, given they are not overbearing or rude.
Any women can stand up and say, “I am a feminist,” but my utmost admiration goes to women who have proved themselves through independence, those women who genuinely love a man, but do not depend on him for their needs. I find that a very admirable quality in female role models.
As humans, our most outstanding flaw will always be our tendency to personally consider the thoughts and opinions of the people around us. It’s a natural instinct, but it certainly isn’t the healthiest. We allow people to tell us their thoughts on our choices: what we wear, what we eat, how we fix our hair. We consider their opinions and then think less of ourselves. We think we aren’t normal. We think we carry these flaws that everyone can see, and soon enough, we become reluctant to face the world. We lose confidence. We lose faith. Above all, we lose out on opportunities and life experiences that could have had an impact on us, and why do we miss out on these?
Is it because your sibling told you that you’re fat? Is it because some lady on the street told you that your clothes were ugly? Is it because all of the people who don’t even know that what they’re saying is having an effect on you told you so?
What are you going to do? Jump? Cut? You’re going to do those things because of out seven billion, a few inconsiderate, rude people said things that made you feel worthless? Is that worth it? Would giving them the satisfaction of feelings like they were important enough to make someone take their life be worth it?
Don’t get me wrong. Sometimes, people say valuable things, but if those people were of any value, they’d have enough tact to say it in a way that won’t hurt you. They wouldn’t say anything unnecessary. If the people around you love you, they won’t say anything, as long as you aren’t hurting or bothering anyone else and you’re respecting yourself, why should anything else matter?
Let’s be real for a second.
We’ve all cried. We’ve all taken what someone said personally. We’ve all thought we meant more to a certain person than we actually did. That’s a universal truth.
We’ve spent hours sitting on the floor of the shower being sad or angry or refusing to open ourselves up to anyone else in the fear of getting hurt. Have we ever wanted to take our life? SURE!
Why do we have these feelings?
Because we’re human. We come with feelings. Feelings make us sensitive.
Fortunately for some of us, there are easy ways to ignore these feelings with a little bit of practice. Over the course of my blogging here on WordPress, I’ll share some tips on how not and why not to be overly sensitive.