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I knew when I got into self-publishing I would have to compete with other authors' words. I did not, however, know that I was going to have to compete with so many sculpted abs!
It wouldn’t be very ladylike to punch a guy in the balls, but it isn’t very manlike to harass a woman because she has different parts and a sweet face.
I’m not going to be like my mother. You’re maniacs. You’re mad."“Yes, ” said Kate. “I know it. And so you won’t be. The best of luck to you. And what are you going to be instead?
I’m not going to be like my mother. You’re maniacs. You’re mad.“Yes, ” said Kate. “I know it. And so you won’t be. The best of luck to you. And what are you going to be instead?
When you’re very young and you’re different, you begin to believe that no one has ever been as different as you and that no one has ever felt that difference as keenly as you.
If only a world-wide consciousness could arise that all division and fission are due to the splitting of opposites in the psyche, then we should know where to begin.
The State in particular is turned into a quasi-animate personality from whom everything is expected. In reality it is only a camouflage for those individuals who know how to manipulate it.
You are in prison. If you wish to get out of prison, the first thing you must do is realize that you are in prison. If you think you are free, you can't escape.
#STEREOTYPES #SOCIETY #COMPATIBILITY #BREAKTHROUGHStereotypes?? What are they?? WE ARE SOCIETY, WE MAKE SOCIETY..WE ARE NOT MARRIED TO SOCIETY, WE LIVE IN IT!
Living in a world where people measure their happiness by self-indulgence and decadence, Is like watching a whole society being pushed into the abyss of perpetual decay and aberrations.
The wind considers how trauma is - in essence - just a memory that violates previous memories too barbarically, an event that devastatingly conflicts against everything else one knows.