Someday that great shit that nobody noticed will become everything, don't you worry.
Maybe one of your daddy kink littles would like hearing this, but I am a feminist and you just got yourself into some huge shit. I found being called adorable was super sweet, and i was joking. Obviously, it is men who are so weak if they can’t take a joke about their “manhood” without calling women trashy and unattractive. I am hostile. I am violent. I also am more elegant, sophisticated, and BEAUTIFUL, than you will ever know. I know my place in this world, and it is equal to any man. So if you think that strength can only come from MEN then I tell you this: I am more of a man than you will ever be, and more of a woman than you will ever get.
ON INTERNATIONAL WOMEN’S DAY WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU
What a dick head!
I’m pretty sure smoke is coming out of my ears right now. RUDE PEOPLE MAKE ME MAD
Today is the day you take control. Today is the day you stop blaming the universe for your problems. The universe is not against you. That black sweater you used to look good in, your friend from college who is just more successful than you, the expensive thing you want and cannot afford, last night’s whiskey, the person who never called, the dwindling bank account: all is not against you. Nothing is against you. It is just you, with your back against the wall, letting all the things that weigh you down suffocate you. But today is the day you take control. Today is the day you become the CEO of your own life, the cog that moves the wheel forward, the forward motion, the light in your foggy nights. I want you to pretend you are climbing a hill, and I want you to pretend you are looking over all your problems and issues and obstacles like they are tiny little chess pieces. I want you to gain some perspective in all this, and then I want you to move the little chess pieces and remember: chess is a long game, and today you’re only playing against yourself. I want you to have patience. I want you to have perseverance. I want you to be the cool. I want you to be the calm. I want you to seem like the kind of person wind couldn’t move. Today is the day you see what a fight feels like. A fight feels like no excuses. A fight feels like sweat and triumph. A fight feels like a FIGHT. Today is the day you move. Today is the day you push yourself. Whatever gets you out of bed, make it propel you even farther than yesterday. Be the swelling music, the dirt on your hands, the blood in your mouth. This might sound like a motherfuckin’ Gatorade commercial, but it’s a pep talk for much more important things than sports. I’m talking things like: you take control and go for a promotion, take less than bullshit, wear that outfit, clean your room, start getting your life together, kiss somebody on their pretty face, tell the truth, pick up the pieces and start shifting them around. I’m talking the biggest tiny things, the take-no-more things, the take-no-prisoners things. The proof that you will have some control over your life. By fire, by dragons, by turning off the damn computer and getting up—you will have control over the things you can! I’m asking you to stand up today. I’m asking you to put on your game face. I am asking you to get going. You don’t know how much time you have left, sure, but more importantly: you don’t know how damn far you can go with the time you have. Start finding out. I’m asking you to be the boss of your own life, because you are the only one who can be. Own it. Look in the mirror and announce: the boss is in. Better start working.