In social issues class today our professor held up a black book
and was like "this book
is red" and we were all
like "no"
and he
said "yes it
is" and we were all
just like "that's
not right" and he turned it
around and the back cover was red and he
said "Don't
tell somebody they're wrong until you've seen thing from
their point of view"
that speaks to
me.
Me: I'm so ugly. Ohmygosh I have no talents
or friends. I hate myself, I'm gonna die in a cardboard box
one day.
Me: Back the f//ck up, b//tch. I'm the queen, roll out the red carpet for me. I'm the best person ever. Later, peasants.
Me: Back the f//ck up, b//tch. I'm the queen, roll out the red carpet for me. I'm the best person ever. Later, peasants.
my favorite mythical creatures are the happy girls in tampon commercials.
A must-read heart touching story
A Spanish Naval captain was walking leisurely on his battleship when a subordinate rushes over to him and says, "Sir, an enemy battleship is fast approaching us. We should be ready".
The captain replies coolly "Go. Get my Red shirt."
The subordinate rushes over and gets the Shirt for his captain.
The captain wears the red shirt.
After some time, the enemy battleship comes in range.
Consequently heavy rounds of fire are exchanged between the two battleships.
After much effort, the Spanish win. The subordinate approaches his boss,"Congratulations for the victory sir, but why did you require the red shirt in the first place?"
The captain replies,"Because, during the war if I got injured then my blood should not have been seen as I did not want my men to lose hope and to fight with the same ferocity."
Just then another subordinate rushes over. "Sir, we just spotted another 20 enemy battleships heading in our direction."
The captain replies coolly "Go. Get my yellow trousers."
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i like wearing lipstick because you leave marks
on
literally everything omg. kiss a boy’s cheek? my boy
now. drink out of a cup? my cup forever. don’t even
think about having coffee out of that thing. it’s like marking your territory
literally everything omg. kiss a boy’s cheek? my boy
now. drink out of a cup? my cup forever. don’t even
think about having coffee out of that thing. it’s like marking your territory
DESCRIBE THE COLOR
red [x] [x] [x]
WITH OUT USING THE WORD RED.
WITH OUT USING THE WORD RED.
When you dip her in the middle of
the dance floor, it is the color of her
dress.
When she whispers in your ear, it is
the color of her lips.
When you make love, it is the trace
you want her to leave all over your
body.
When she places her palm over your
heart, it is the color that come to the
surface as her fingertips trail like a
sentence that can never be finished.
When you see her in your bedroom
with another, it is the color of your
breath.
When you smash the vase in the hall,
it is the color that threatens you to
abandon the shattered pieces.
when you scream at the top of your
lungs, it is the color that pierces the
atmosphere.
When she hears you, it is the color
of her pulse.
When you look into her eyes for the
last time, it is the fading color of
your heart falling to your knees.
It is not the color you see when
she leaves.
the dance floor, it is the color of her
dress.
When she whispers in your ear, it is
the color of her lips.
When you make love, it is the trace
you want her to leave all over your
body.
When she places her palm over your
heart, it is the color that come to the
surface as her fingertips trail like a
sentence that can never be finished.
When you see her in your bedroom
with another, it is the color of your
breath.
When you smash the vase in the hall,
it is the color that threatens you to
abandon the shattered pieces.
when you scream at the top of your
lungs, it is the color that pierces the
atmosphere.
When she hears you, it is the color
of her pulse.
When you look into her eyes for the
last time, it is the fading color of
your heart falling to your knees.
It is not the color you see when
she leaves.
And you
throw your head back laughing like a
<<little kid>>
