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First, you have to go back in time to when you’re a child. From a young age, you start hearing comments about your appearance. Random family members will say things like, “You may not be pretty, but you have brains. Being smart is so much more important.” Or, “Don’t worry, you’ll grow into you looks some day.”
To be honest, it feels completely normal. I can’t imagine being any other way, therefore I can’t say definitively how it is so different from not being asexual. Not to say that I haven’t perceived some differences while growing up.
While in school, most notably middle school, when relationships were becoming more and more of interest with my peers, I always wondered what the point was. Because I felt no internal stirrings of being physically interested in anyone I misguidedly perceived that everyone else was feeling nothing, which lead me to wonder “Why”. It was hard for me to think of an end game.
1. Today at the grocery store, I saw this adorable little Asian boy. Maybe 5 or 6, waving and smiling to all of the shoppers, who waved back and said stuff to the kid’s parents like, “Wow, what a friendly guy!”
The kid’s parents didn’t say anything back. Dad turned away with a face like stone, cold and unsmiling, and Mom seized the boy’s hand roughly when he tried to wave at someone else, slapped it, and muttered something to him in irritated, angry Chinese.
And I just thought to myself: this is where it begins.
There is no “typical” week, as my job is a non-specialized function. Thus, I typically spend my time working on X (see below), plus facilitate decisions on whatever critical issue has been escalated to my level. I say “facilitate” instead of “make” because sometimes I’m not the best person to make a decision, but instead I push people to sharpen their thinking, confront ambiguity, etc, in order to render a decision, especially on tough issues.
To be extremely poor feels debilitating. It’s as if your vision is limited by your circumstances clouding the view beyond the now.
It’s isolating and oftentimes hopeless.
It’s like an unprepared army of one, who, if equipped with the right tools (knowledge, strategy, preparation, support and resources) could overcome and achieve anything.
(photo: @sashafreemind)
1. All I’ve ever wanted was just to feel what it’s like to be in love, just once.
Just once. That’s it.
All I’ve ever wanted, from the age of 16, was to fall in love with a girl who would reciprocate my feelings. I’ve wanted to feel what it would be like to rest my head on her lap while she talks about her day, to give her a loving embrace after not seeing her for a couple of days, to get butterflies in your stomach when you see her coming from a distance. To watch and laugh at shitty movies in bed one weekend, to enjoy activities that you wouldn’t normally do yourself with, to listen to a love song and see her face.
Most people think it’s nice to be rich because you can buy whatever you want and eat whatever you want. Want to eat a thawed mammoth? It can be arranged. Want to fly around in a working jet pack or jetski in Shaq’s backyard? That’s possible, too. Want the city to shut down an entire interstate for you and your friends to drive 200 mph on public roads? Done.
But that isn’t really what’s so great about being rich. I could eat a $2 meal in Bangkok, and it would be delicious. There’s no need to eat those $400 meals at Michelin-starred restaurants.
1. She legit stole my wallet the first time we hooked up. It had $200 in it
Sex was so damn good I just made sure I hid my wallet and valuables for rounds 2-4
I’m a 20 year old half Mexican-american dude who lives in the state of Sonora, Mexico, very close to Arizona. More precisely in Hermosillo, its biggest and capital city of the state, whose streets have been controlled by “Los Salazar” — a criminal band allied and supported by the Sinaloa’s Cartel — which’s sustation gets mainly financed by manufacturing meth and weed and crossing it to the US. In order for them to grow up and stay immune from the federal government, their motto “silver or lead” has lead for high commanders and politicians to take up the money and to set things up for the cartels to do them moves.
That being said, I wanted you guys to get a bit of background on this because this is the reality we live everyday.
I remember these story that it happened not too long ago — maybe 2017— when I accidentally got involved with the wrong guy and almost ended up dead. Back to when I started to fuck with H, money wasn’t the thing but finding a dealer since almost one one sell it and the ones who did were addicts from lowkey hoods , so I used to hang up with a guy who as an addict could get it for me if he could get high with me. I never used it daily but more like once or twice a month, and this guy helped me out with it.
