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Things women hate about other women (MICHIGAN)
I'm a man and I got no problems with beautiful women and love looking at and spending time with them. Listed some of the problems women have with other women and why some of them get to be targets of world's biggest haters.
1. Beauty - If the women think you are prettier than them, the more threatened they feel. They feel like ogre and hags around the woman and become haters.
2. Intelligence - It's okay to be smart but not if people are reaching for dictionaries or have to google to translate your last sentence. The bigger the words, the smaller your audience feels.
3. Hard Work Ethic - no woman wants to know another woman is working harder and reaping rewards from it. Women want that hard working woman gone.
4. Confidence - Women can't stand women who are confident.
5. Dress better - women hate other women who dress better than them. Women who dress flashy are called trashy by bitchy ones who hate them.
6. Strong Personality - women have serious issues with women who are strong and speak minds.
7. Competitive - women are competitive by nature and when they feel they can't compete they hate.
8. Affluent - women being richer than another woman is not what other women want. You see women have to have more money than other women or the richer one get called all kinds of name.
Women feel threatened and intimidated by other women faster than by men who they flirt with and plot to get as sugar dads. Biggest problem of women are women who hate other women
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competition in women
Ever have a female friend who flirted with you knowing you had feelings for another woman? Been there with a few ladies who wanted nothing to do with me when I alone. Moment the office sweetheart started saying hi and took interest, I got popular with some of my co-workers who started saying hi and flirting. That's the competitive thing happening in women's brains. Where the hell were all the women when nobody wanted me?
And they cast the man as the one
who gets brought down by dogs.
When he met the director,
the man said, "I'm the son of a veterinarian."
"I guess we should give you a speaking part."
So in the snow, behind the pines, with three
cameras on him, the man was brought down
by dogs, and instead of falling silently,
he was allowed to shout "no."
Despite the open air, his call was shrill.
Despite his vessel of flesh, his voice pinged
as if encased in metal.
The director, unnerved, instructed
the man to do the scene again.
"Try shouting 'why.' "
The man's cap was off.
Snow flew from the strands
of his hair. A dog chewed
on his forearm.
And he said, "Why."
Despite his vessel of flesh, his voice fell flat, muffled--
not by limb, not by nature, but as if covered by a blanket of wool,
like a child playing ghost in a winter living room.
The director took the man aside.
The man had never seen a person die.
He'd never even seen a dog die, although
he'd seen plenty arranged in violence shortly
"Nothing," the man said.
"Die naturally this time."
When a client's pet was on their deathbed,
the man's father gave them privacy.
He'd let them lock the door from the inside.
They'd usually sing a hymn or two.
The soundless rituals, however,
occupied a mysterious realm
with clear, exclusive boundaries.
On the third take, one of the dogs tore
into his cheek. The puncture was quick, clean.
"I want to die," the man said, "but not like this."
"Louder," the director said.
"I want to die but not like this."
"What was that?"
"I want to die but not like this."
The dogs lapped at his blood.
One of the camera men came in close.
The man went limp, hoping it would end
Staying up until dawn
Out star gazing on the roof
Talking about what life had in store for us
Talking about things that have no proof
We'll never know
How we're going to die
But there's beauty in not knowing
When you have someone by your side
I remember the nights we would
Reminicing on the past
All the things we had to leave behind
Or the nights when we'd get drunk
And have the best time of our lives
Went swimming naked in the creek
At three in the morning
Went down bad paths
Without any warning
Or those nights we'd take baths
In my parents room
Chain smoking all night
We were like flowers in bloom
Or the nights when we'd blaze
And eat and laugh
Dream about the future
Make jokes about the past
Or the nights when we'd talk about
Our fucked up family
We'd talk about how we'll never do what they've done
And You always had faith in me
The days spent out by the pool
The days we just spent sleeping
The memories that we shared
I'd always keep them
We've seen the same things
We've seen the pain heartaches brings
We've seen what most people never should
We've both been fucked up on drugs
We've both been clean
We've both been happy
We've both been sad
We've both done what is right
We've both done what is bad
I don't know what I'd do
You saved me from myself
And I never even knew
But my eyes are open
And I could never thank you enough
You are everything
Anyone could want
Breaking the News
Be solid as I speak with you.
Like the Gibraltar impersonate.
Let it be as though you Are.
Be as a child unknowing.
As calm as morning mist.
"Its your Mother....she's"
Need not finish as your ears
Hear the tones that began as Spoken.
And I can be a pillar
If like the Roman,
But like the Roman gone.
As if to pin point a
In a soul powered mortal acting
Calmly as the wind blowing
Away the dreams that
Haunt during dark times.
" I'm sorry for your loss..."
This is Atlas with the weight
Of the world. At present
Inside the torment of the
Moment dumped on the shoulders
With gravitous news.
Hangup! Hang up the emotions
If only for a while
And cascade into tears
Of healing remembrance
Of the truth that is
I want to yell the place down
I need to expose your lies
You deceived me
so i have decided
I need to be by myself
You see i cannot pretend
this is a fake
something built on lies
My heart aches
but i have to do it
for me you see
you have let me down..?
So its best if
you just leave me be...
I need you and I want you but you won't be here
I will stand here and fight for you but you'll never do the same and you say you care but you don't I wish you would but wishing is like watering a rock and waiting for it to bloom
You took my heart and slammed it into the ground
You took my demons and trained them to tell me that you weren't there
You destroyed my life making it into ruins with your name carved along the walls You slowly but surely took over each and every thought of mine and turned it against me
You hate me and I love you and this world will never let me understand why
you made me feel incapable
but I am capable
I may be young but my mind works faster than thought or time itself
I learned how to live on my own without being manipulated by your evil words that coursed through my veins
I stopped wishing for you to care because
I may not be able to make a rock bloom into a beautiful flower but I took it and made it into a luminescent rock garden
I picked up my heart and put it back together; piece by piece
I overcame my demons and painted over those ruins and made a masterpiece
I overpowered your ubsurd ways and took over my mind and made myself into something better
you might have made me feel incapable
but I am capable
I came home again,
hoping the thoughts and ties which I had with you were long gone
it has been so long, anyways.
I drove past all the places which we used to go
looking so stoic and almost menacing
as if they were mocking me with what I no longer had.
The time I spent away from this place
only made the memories grow dimmer,
and I hoped I'd never have to visit them myself.
Because when I'm here,
everything seems so much closer
I could just reach out and take your hand
if you'd only allow me to.
Time and distance have been so cruel to me,
the time always being in my favor,
but the distance never the same.
I wonder when I can come home without you chiseling your way through my skull
and into my mind.
I took a long drive alone,
and wondered what it would be like with you in the seat next to me
that familiar face
was always so comforting
but it doesn't matter anymore.
I'll do well on my own for a couple days,
maybe even a week,
before I fall back into the same pattern of missing you
and not missing you.
They forgot to tell me that the loneliness after you left
would always be worse than the loneliness before we met.
I think your mom uses a little too much fabric softener,
Maybe a half a cap extra,
But I like to imagine that you took the time
To put on cologne for me.
And you walk funny,
There's a slight sway in your step
And a bit of a chin-up attitude,
When I see you walk past me.
Sometimes at practice,
When I'm already the victim of adrenalin,
I'll catch your glance
And something primeval rushes through me.
To say you're a friend
Would be like listening to rap or watching a play,
Since I don't do those things,
And you're more than that to me.
You all are fucking hypocrites
You don't understand
I don't need to talk
I don't need a hand
I don't want your friendship
I don't want to live
You're talking to a girl who is already dead
You're talking to a girl
Who never was alive
If we go back in time..
She's been used, and abused all her life
But the people who caused the abuse don't want her to use the knife
They don't want her to finish what they started
They don't know how much pain she has to go through
Or that it's uncharted
She's done with you all..
And done with
She's doing with your words
They're pushing her up into the ceiling..
With all this hate and this anger
It's slowly bubbling to the top
Her heart is going to stop
Sooner then she thought
So if you want to hurt her some more
Go right ahead
But you would be hurting
Who has always been dead