What are you feeling, hoping, thinking, or remembering right now?

[ucxb]

^ thanks Locke! Hope you are well

 

[daughter of the moon]

They had no right to speak to me like this.

 

[Locke]

^ thanks Locke! Hope you are well

Better than I have been in years

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Feeling a little stressed, but still happy.

Hoping tomorrow is even better than today was.

And remembering all of the things I still have left to do, without letting them bury me.

 

[daughter of the moon]

I don't know why I'm repeatedly treated like crap by men.

 

[Triple Bogey]

feeling - a bit cold and fed up
hoping - for 12 o clock tomorrow, end of working week
thinking - hope the weather stays reasonable good, golf course is still open
remembering - when I liked the people I worked with

 

[Drama]

I don't know why I'm repeatedly treated like crap by men.

Prolly because they are blind dumbheads

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I must add that we have to whip them men who arent nice to you

 

[daughter of the moon]

I don't know why I'm repeatedly treated like crap by men.

Prolly because they are blind dumbheads

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I must add that we have to whip them men who arent nice to you

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Just goes to show how crappy my taste really is. Bleh!

lol yes we do, at least I know I can rely on you

 

[Drama]

Well at least now you know what kind of guys TO AVOID lol

 

[Solivagant]

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.


- Robert Frost, "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening"​

 

[MTrip]

I don't know why I'm repeatedly treated like crap by men.

I don't know either, but picking the wrong ones repeatedly might be one reason. I have known at least two women who had that habit. One of them was my mother.

Or it could be that men in general are selfish bastards these days, guided by their hormones & dicks more than anything else. The latter is not true of me but I wouldn't be surprised if it was true of a majority of American males.

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My pet hatred of the week: Ayn Rand. She is one of the reasons for corporate dominance & distortion of what passes for Western civilization, in that Rand's slipshod, egotistical philosophy ("Objectivism") provided the moral sanction for the foregoing. What a truly horrible excuse for a philosopher, not to mention a woman....

 

[daughter of the moon]

I don't know why I'm repeatedly treated like crap by men.

I don't know either, but picking the wrong ones repeatedly might be one reason. 

lol, this is immensely helpful But obviously you're right...  

I don't know why I'm repeatedly treated like crap by men.

Or it could be that men in general are selfish bastards these days, guided by their hormones & dicks more than anything else. The latter is not true of me but I wouldn't be surprised if it was true of a majority of American males.

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I definitely agree with this though. I'm not saying there aren't any exceptions (and you claim to be one), but seems nigh impossible to run into those. Not just American, but generally speaking. (though I have two terrific male friends who don't belong to the gardenia race, and I adore them a lot) 

 

[Drama]

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.


- Robert Frost, "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening"​

Thi reminds me of another poem that is really similar to this piece but i forgot the name

 

[daughter of the moon]

Remembering something from my ancient past. Now I'm all down again

 

[Drama]

Remembering something from my ancient past. Now I'm all down again

the whip is the solution to all your problems. You can actually whip annoying memeories.

 

[daughter of the moon]

Remembering something from my ancient past. Now I'm all down again

the whip is the solution to all your problems. You can actually whip annoying memeories.

lol whatever, you silly silly lady

 

[Bei]

I hope I get to see my niece tomorrow so she can open up all her presents here.

 

[WishingWell]

I'm thinking about how stupid it was for me to pick up so many things at once and spill an entire glass of soda all over one of the best blouses I own. HAHA! Silly me!

 

[Alyssia]

My hopes are in a time machine, my thoughts are in the past (80s and early 90's) I'm remembering how awesome life was back then and if a time machine machine existed, I would go back and stay in that time period if I could.

 

[Peaches]

thinking about why would anyone give as a gift to a lady looking for love a magnet saying "I don't want to marry because I hate all those strangers around the house" (!), and sincerely hoping that I will be able to prove them wrong and find a way to be less lonely just to show them that love and happiness are possible

 

[edgecrusher]

Thinking of someone I should really let go of in that way, but I guess it's too soon.

Wondering how I'm supposed to somehow meet a fellow nerdy/geeky introvert that doesn't want kids and just happens to live in my area.

And of course, still having no idea what to do with myself when it comes to... life.