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By: Anonymous
Date: 2023-08-20T00:33:25.752403Z
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Date: 2023-08-20T00:33:25.752403Z
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Date: 2023-08-20T05:18:27.693508Z
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Date: 2023-08-18T19:56:45.087879Z
Thats a big question to answer bc our view for ourselves doesn't match with others. Either is better or worse. I believe that if you know yourself then u can do or don't whats right or wrong. I was always proud of myself even for my mistakes or decisions that either was for my future or my personal matters. I am an introvert Sagittarius even at 37 i have those moments but I'm there whenever u need me, I'm your crying shoulder I'm ready to kill fory family and my loved ones. I will hear you i will tell you my opinion but the choise is yours. So I'm proud of me and myself bc i haven't let anything to change me. I'll always be Evi !!!! P.s DON'T ALLOW ANYONE AND ANYTHING TO CHANGE U
Date: 2023-08-20T04:10:05.371971Z
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Date: 2023-08-21T02:53:05.978963Z
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Date: 2023-08-19T04:35:33.801881Z
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Date: 2023-08-19T01:59:25.234510Z
When I achieve my goals that I have set out for myself and by others like my mentor who knows how to push me and allows me to make mistakes but is there when I need his advice. Me knowing that people who have said or even thought that I wasnt worth the time or energy to believe in are always proven wrong when I achieve my goals and they are still where they are at blamming everyone but themselves where they are. I have been around people who blame their life on the government not protecting them and giving others handouts but them when it's really about their choices in life of what they achive and don't achive. Everytime I achieve something I brag about it to myself everyday that "Hey I achieve that goal which I thought was so hard but really it was super easy so what's my next goal going to be and is it going to teach me a new skill or something new about myself that I just happen to wake up inside of me." That is how great people over come their problems and allow to improve themselves everyday. I also learn from not achieving goals that I need to find a different route to it because route a didn't work out for me but maybe route b will. Even if I fail from achieving the goal I know I try my hardest and I will be better next time I set that same goal. I also enjoy seeing the looks of my haters when they know that I'm achieving my goals and they arent because of their choices. It's all about believing in yourself and not listening to what others say about you that will make you succeed or fail. If you get the haters in your head with their negativity then they win but if you have them in your head as positive thoughts like "You wont make a million dollars in a year" instead you say "I wont make a million dollars in a year instead I will make a million dollars in 6 months." Then you have won the battle no matter what the out come is. Stay positive and use negative as the fuel for you to make your goals and so how much you have grown as a person.
Date: 2019-07-24T04:00:55.693165Z
Hi everyone. New story totally Off Topic about my city but. I’m so divided right now I need your help/advices guys please, I’m Bisexual and here I think it’s not a secret at least I think it isn’t. My fiance knows I’m bisexual, my nearest friends too and they all understand and accept what it means. But I’m divided !! My parents Do know I’m bisexual cause I told them In April since I made my coming out. (I always told them that I wanted to try everything before I died otherwise I find life so bland but that’s only my opinion) anyway, in April I finally put a word on it and admitted I was bisexual. Me, I knew it since I was like what 14-15 yo? But I never “admitted” I was because I knew what my family’s opinion about the LGBTQ+ community, it always has been kinda taboo. Though they’re not homophobic but kinda closed mind about the different sexualities. And so, more I talk to my parents about that, because I’m trying to introduce this fact to my brother ( 10years older than me) more I understand that my parents haven’t understand at all what Bisexual means. For them it’s just: “Wanted to do a threesome with my Fiance” But every time they say that it’s all about a threesome I want to scream: “It’s not that simple” it also means that In another world I could have sex and/or fall in love with a woman if I wasn’t lucky to be with the best man ( man that I love so much above all) in the world currently 😍 I want to scream: “The fact is I feel attracted by men AND women” For example with Jeremy my fiance, we are really free and we talk about everything with no filter and this is so cool, and he knows my weakness is Ruby Rose and we are always joking about that, because he knows that she doesn’t let me indifferent and the other day we were talking about that and he said in front of my parents “you fantasize on Ruby Rose” I didn’t dare admitting it because I knew that my mom (maybe more than my dad) would watch me weirdly, like disgusted? or in the misunderstanding?😕 So, really Guys. I don’t know how to make them finally realize the fact that I feel attracted by men AND women because for my parents, it’s only about the threesome fantasm and that sucks totally !! Do you have any advices, how to make them realize without making them being distant, angry, disgusted or uncomfortable? Thank you in advance Guys for reading me I know this story is so long. Maybe too long? Xx Mymy😘
Date: 2019-07-14T08:43:06.378557Z
Ideas - starts off when Valentina came out on TV. what happened in between those 2 years - The First date and the cute “Honeymoon” phase staying at the Valle house - Dealing with Paparazzi and homophobia - exploring the Mexican LGBTQ+ community, using real queer individuals - How Valentina got into modeling/Juliana started her career. - Maybe finding an apartment/house and moving in making it a home - Going on a vacation or road trip(pick up a hitchhiker) - No narcos/no love triangle/not to much Drama - Most important plenty of affection and passion just how heterosexual movies show. And lots of it! Tasteful though like in the Tele Novela.
Date: 2019-06-26T03:03:16.681616Z
I moved to New York City in 2016 for school. It wasn't my first time here, but it was a new feeling knowing that it was perminant. I'm originally from California and boy let me tell you, I was NOT ready for NYC winters. (I thought it would be okay to walk around in the snow with Converse). My sister (who was 6 years old at the time) made me promise the second it starts snowing I build her a snowman because she has never seen the snow before. I left in August so of course I agreed to it. I had to pinky promise her I would, so it was basically a contract. I take those super seriously. So of course winter roles in, and a huge storm hit in March--blizzard. I was home sick with a cold when I get a phone call from my sister saying she has seen that it is snowing in NYC and if I have made her snowman. I mean this snowman was monumental for her. So I get up, my nose all red and stuffy amd put on my winter gear. This time I actually had a winter jacket amd some gloves with a scarf (still no good shoes though). I go outside amd the wind hits like a thousand tiny little knives to the face. I look around and try to find the perfect spot to build this snowman. No spot around me had enough snow. So I walk around the block and finally find this spot under a tree where there is an untouched pile of white fluffy snow. I kneel to the ground and scoop some up and try to roll it into a ball---the problem---the snow didn't stick. So I'm sitting there, running a fever while needles are smacking into my face. I try to think, "Should I just go back inside and say 'I tried'" but no, this was her first snowman and she entrusted ME with this moment. I mean what else are sisters for? So I kneel back to the snow and remove my gloves, I mean business now. I spent forty-five minutes building the smallest snowman known to man Then spent 10 minutes trying to reach for a tree that had skinny enough sticks for the arms. A couple walked by and saw me scrambling like a madwoman and nodded at the tiny ice man in my hands telling me he was so cute. I placed him down carefully in the snow and snapped a picture for my sister before he fell apart one minute later. When I sent it, she said, "Cool." Amd that was it. I felt like maybe I didn't do enough. Fast forward to last week when I was having a moment so called my mom. My sister (now 9 years old) wanted to talk to me. She asked why I was feeling sad, amd I told her I just feel like I haven't really done anything "great" with my life. And if we were not on the phone I know she would ha e smacked me by the tone of her voice. She tells me, "Remember that snow man you built? That was pretty great. I showed my friends and they were jealous." And I never told her all that went into it, but the point is...sometimes the work we do may seem underappreciated but it may do more impact than you know, so don't give up because every action..big or small...can be great. (And maybe even make 6 year olds jealous).