#opinionated
Yeah!!,
You're Different!!
So what???
cos, In reality;
we are not
the same,
We have different races,
all creeds, and all colors,
It ain't nothing but a thing,
some may be
Light, and fair, and
pudgy all round,
tall, short, big, or skinny,
WHO ARE YOU TO PUT
US DOWN???
Dark, or Caramel conflection,
with big old round buggy eyes,
Boney, skinny with hamhocks,
Nothing but big legs, and thighs,
eyes sunkned in, or slanted,
RELAX WE ARE FROM THE SAME PLANET!!!
smooth skin, rough skin,
The Outer is cool, but
THE BEAUTY'S WITHIN,
You may not have the
perfect body, or
even the best looking face,
What you do have is
style and class, and
you are so full of Love and Grace,
YOU ARE DIFFERENT BECAUSE,
GOD MADE YOU THIS WAY,
If they don't like HIS CREATION,
they need to GO FAR AWAY,
YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL!!!
NO MATTER WHAT THEY SAY,
THEIR OPINION DOESN'T MATTER,
WHO ASKED THEM ANYWAY???
No shade, more hugs,
Giving nothing but
LOVE ❤️
B.R.
Date: 9/12/2025
Sep 13, 2025
Sep 13, 2025 at 12:56 AM UTC
the girl who once had so much to say
is now afraid to open her mouth
-k.l.
Apr 27, 2014
Apr 27, 2014 at 2:17 PM UTC
A girl who is lonesome on a regular basis, isn't based upon their own choice... But by their own desire to hold an identity bear without regulating (properly) the reasons as to why or how too essentially fix them?? Someone would say they aren't both comfortable and doesn't want to live this type of life... Except, they do, and they are very good at it. Do you not seriously think they aren't truly comfortable with it...?! Because by how I've gotten to know them, they seem entirely thrilled by this very aspect upon the features that drown them in sorrowful lust or delusional ecstasy for the illusional better!
Don't make me laugh.... You seriously think she "would" be comfortable with ANY of this...? WELLL.... DO YOU???!!! NO...! She simply... DOESN'T! And I wouldn't, either. Because I know what it's like to live in something that has tormented me right down to my very component cells. (Not truly knowing how to regulate the emotions that run those very component cells...DRY!) Something that ricochets the exposure over an entire even playing field that's become too GREATLY ODD! For something that doesn't make sense, doesn't also have too be the permanent source of lifestyle one has become standard upon (the now very normalized lifecycle of this very way of life itself).
So, what happens when someone who is lonesome and who's seemingly lost...while also supposedly meant too be good at it, simultaneously...? Well...isn't it obvious by now...?
"A lonesome girl who's good at being alone".....
Sep 24, 2020
Sep 24, 2020 at 9:56 PM UTC
free course
change your life
look prettier
make everyone like you
Start saying YES
YES I AGREE
it's really that simple
just follow this ONE STEP
let me hear you say it
YES I AGREE
be careful bossy
don't tell them what you really think
yes thats right
you agree with me
end of course
Oct 21, 2020
Oct 21, 2020 at 9:41 AM UTC
It’s too noisy these days
I’m at the point where I don’t want to listen
Seems everybody’s got something to say
Leave me alone please
I don’t want to hear your chatter anymore
I wish I had a remote so I could mute you all
-AJT
Dec 31, 2018
Dec 31, 2018 at 2:59 AM UTC
Entering in my life as a storm,
yes,
that's how you invaded my space,
and took my guards down.
I certainly let you,
sure,
but you've done the impossible,
make me comfortable and feeling safe.
For that,
I'm thankful.
People like to talk,
and oh, they talk,
let 'em say whatever they have to say.
I know what you mean,
and we know what we are,
what we wanna built and
to where we're going.
Thank you,
for giving me security to be,
to live and to explore.
With you ,
I know I'm growing,
growing as an individual and
surely, as a person in general.
So let 'em talk,
opine about our life.
People are gonna give their opinions,
being asked about or not.
And while they're worried about our life,
I'm living it to the fullest.
Jun 11, 2017
Jun 11, 2017 at 8:14 PM UTC
I’m pouring, I’m souring, but they say I’m boring.
I’m living, I’m loving, but they say I’m faking.
I’m trying, but they just say I’m crying.
I’m thriving, I’m rising, but to them I’m just starving.
I’m healing, I’m feeling, but they just say I’m still dealing.
I’m writing, I’m fighting, but they say I am just cynical.
I’m carving, I’m devouring, but to them I’m just copy-and-pasting.
I’m being true to myself, but they say I’m hiding, I’m deceiving.
I’m raw, I’m blunt, I’m what I am to them, I’m rude and shrewd.
I’m embracing, I’m evolving —
am I becoming what I feared?
Jul 23, 2025
Jul 23, 2025 at 4:45 PM UTC