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"And I don’t believe in such a thing as “happily ever after”. There’s only happily every now and then. I find the hardest trick is to recognize the now-and-thens, and to bask in them when they come. Happiness is a choice we make, like how to wear our hair, or having coffee with breakfast and tea at night."
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"How often, you wonder, has the direction of your life been shaped by misunderstandings? How many opportunities have you been denied—or, for that matter, awarded—because someone failed to see you properly? How many friends have you lost, how many have you gained, because they glimpsed some element of your personality that shone through for only an instant, and in circumstances you could never reproduce? An illusion of water shimmering at the far bend of a highway."
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Notes"You see, women have been essential to every great move of God. Yes, Moses led the Isarelites out of Egypt, but only after his mother risked her life to save him! Closer to our time, Clara Barton was instrumental in starting the Red Cross. Harriet Beecher Stowe’s Uncle Tom’s Cabin put fire into people’s heart to end slavery in the United States. Rosa Parks kicked the Civil Rights movement into it’s butt with her quiet act of courage. Eunice Kennedy Shriver created the Special Olympics. Mother Teresa inspired the world by bringing love to countless thought unlovable. And millions of other women quietly change the world every day by bringing the love of God to those around them." -
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(Source: tastefullyoffensive, via everything-is-connected)
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Mind reader.
I like to play a game called ” Guess what he’s thinking!!!!!” in the bus. It’s totally weird but guess what, I never have anything better to do when traveling. Sometimes i do movies and books in my head…too. So, whenever a dude squirms i think he’s thinking… “Oh My Balls! they’re crumbled in there. I need to readjust them but what will she think of me…. *squirms* aaargh… made it worse! I’ll “grab them super fast, that should work!” he goes ahead and bam! hand on the crotch.
20minutes later… he takes out his phone..
“whore.”
“whore.”
“Boss Lady.”
Whore.
“David’s Sis.”
Diana..
“Whore.”
“She doesn’t like me.”
“Mary.”
“Mercy who needs to stop texting! will she ever get it?!”
“Patricia… Oh my lovely Patricia, why she hates me, I don’t know. I love her. Wait, do I love her? I think I do. I love her titties. my babies and I would surely love those titties. I’m gonna text her. “HI Patricia. How’s your day?”
He squirms again… “aaargh shouldn’t have worn the tighties.”
WHOA!!! Look at the tiities crossing the road. Daaaaamn! and grosss, and why are they attached to that??? that face just ruined such beautiful titties. Why can’t everyone be beautiful with Double D’s? It’s like God doesn’t want us to be happy.
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NotesYour memory is a monster; you forget - it doesn’t. It simply files things away. It keeps things for you, or hides things from you - and summons them to your recall with a will of its own. You think you have a memory; but it has you
