The nerve in people who steal, God! People should understand that money and food comes from hard work, I'm not having dinner because I scam people, or stole a bank; I'm having dinner because my dad worked hard for it.
I understand that it may be hard to get on your own two feet, and that it might take a while; but why the fuck would you steal a bike's cup holder?! That makes not sense! It's obvious that the robber was not poor because cup holders are not worth hundred and cannot be consumed, then why the hell put people through this and make them feel mad about something so useless?! I paid for that cup holder and I earned that money (actually my dad), why the hell would you steal something that is not yours?
I am so mad at the people who yet don't understand morality and the principles of humanity, who yet don't understand the sentimental value one could have with an item; who yet are so egocentric they don't think about other people, who yet are so... I could call those people a million names, but I am not to judge.
The world is messed up because of people like you.
I write what I feel like writing :) Besides that, I like to talk about my week, photography, YouTube videos and books. I'm a sophomore and I live in Panama/Tampa. I like to travel and experience new adventures. Twitter and Instagram: @staceaileen
Showing posts with label Truth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Truth. Show all posts
Saturday, December 7, 2013
Thursday, June 27, 2013
Poem - "I Felt Alone, Then I Stood"
This is a poem I posted in my other blog Underground Poetry and is about how I felt when I was younger. I felt that I didn't fit anywhere because of who I was, and to be able to have a social life I needed to change. Now, I see that being who I am is the only way to make long lasting friendships and relationships. It brings me to tears the way children and teenagers have to learn that lesson by being bullied, or pressured into being someone they are not. I reread this poem every once in a while because it gives me confidence in knowing that what I'm doing is the right thing, and what I'm doing is simply being myself. Always stay true to yourself.
I felt alone in a dark room
where all eyes were on me
I tried to stand up, but slipped
and then everybody laughed
I feel embarrassment of living in my own skin
I feel alone because nobody would love me
The problem is: I love who I am
And even if I get days like this, someday...
I will stand
I will stand tall with nothing to fear
I will surpass whatever you think of me
I may fall again and get punched in the face
But I will never give up on being who I am
You've bullied me enough, to the core you don't know
You got in my head and pretended nothing's wrong
You showed your pretty face while smiling away
Telling secrets of mine, leaving a scar behind.
That scar will forever remain in my heart
You once were my friend, but now you're just a liar
I have stood in front of you for you to see
Nothing can scare me, not even my darkest dreams.
S.K.
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Wednesday, June 26, 2013
YouTube Daily Shoutout #15 - Education
I found this video uploaded a couple of months ago about a student that teaches his teacher a lesson. Well, the teacher was pretty mind close and that's a reality students have to face. Teachers are close minded to their own beliefs and are oblivious to our opinions and facts. This guy told the teacher what needed to be heard, and she just told him to get out never giving him the benefit of doubt. I have personal experience with these kinds of teachers and I absolutely dislike them.
Here's the news' interview with the guy:
Here's the news' interview with the guy:
And here's an old video that I watched months ago that really, REALLY touched my heart. That's all I've got to say, this video is the truth.
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