Words Burn

Guys, you gotta dare more often. 🪶💯

And I don't see how, generally speaking, women are more romantic.

More often, women fantasize the romance, and men, on the other hand, try it out. Women love romance, no doubt, but they wait too long and be inactive.

From my personal experience, I initiated a lot, meaning
* I dared to say what I liked about her
* I dared to say what I wanted to do to her
* I dared to lean in for a kiss
* I dared to take her to places where I know we'll find privacy
* I dared to feel her arms and take her hand

And if we're talking about romance in terms of actions, and not fantasies, I think men are miles ahead in their game.

Women don't initiate often, or take those actions to be called more romantic. And some women don't know how to take in compliments with grace, but that's okay. That's easy to learn.

I'm not complaining about how things are at the moment. Romance happens because a man dares—usually. Women LOVE romantic things, but they're not more romantic than men are.

Good morning!

It's a beautiful Sunday. Remember to breathe deep and be grateful for the good that you have.

Grateful for health, because lots suffer from disease.

Grateful for moving around, because there are those that can't do so.

Grateful for sight, because there are those who can't see.

Grateful for family, because there are orphans and lonely folks who don't have people to share this journey of life with.

Most importantly, forgive yourself for the sins and crimes you've committed, and forgive others for theirs. Forgiving is unburdening the heart from the heaviness of resentment and vengeance.

Smile.

Today for Tomorrow

I do the thing.

I miss the target.

A sense of failure creep in my heart, but I ignore its presence, and then I do the thing again.

And I miss the target again: only this time, my degree of error is not as big.

A whisper comes to mind: "Maybe the target could be hit."

Because of that whisper, my soul experiences a beautiful feeling, commonly known as hope.

At night, I lie down and imagine myself hitting the target tomorrow.

Inevitably, tomorrow arrives, and I go to do the thing yet again.

Such is a fulfilling life.

#small_words

Treating the mother of your children comes before treating your children.

I've met people both online and in person who are highly addicted to porn, lust, social media, and alcohol.

There are other things to be addicted to, but these four seem to be the top addictions flying around.

I've been addicted to some of those myself, and I know how hard you want to escape those addictions.

It feels like you're not in control of your decisions and your body, and it feels hopeless to even try to stop yourself at some point.

I'd like you to know that it is indeed possible. It's hard, your body will fight against you, but it is possible, and you can be victorious.

Remember that nobody will help you with these personal things. Nobody can change you, and I'd be sad if I see you give up on yourself.

You are stronger than you give yourself credit for. Look back at the moments in your life where you exceeded your own expectations, whether it's at school, or work, or working out.

When Michelangelo, the sculptor and artist, saw a piece of marble, he didn't see just a piece of marble. He saw what he could turn that marble into.

And I know that you see the same thing about your body and your life. You know what you want to turn yourself into.

And your body, your heart, your mind, they're all waiting for you to sculpt them into what you're meant to become.

People are going to talk bad about you and criticize you anyways, but on your funeral, after you die, people will immediately start thinking about what they wanna do with their own lives. On the same day you die, people will move on. The same people whose criticisms and whose opinions you are so worried about will forget you in a matter of hours.

So go for life. Start what you need to start, stop what you need to stop.

Go for it.

#small_words

You see a beautiful lady, and let's say, you desire her.

But you shouldn't, because you have a girl.

One way to escape the trap of lusting over many women is this:

As soon as you see the beautiful lady, imagine that she has a man; imagine that she's engaged, or even married.

Then think to yourself, I'd be jealous and angry, if another guy was looking at and desiring my own girl as she's walking the streets. So let me do this beautiful lady's man a favor and avert my attention from her.

It's important to be respectable, in control, and loyal. These virtues matter.

Same goes for you, ladies.

#small_words

A golden ring on her toe; bracelets on her ankles; a slit of a scar—a reminder of her stepfather—on her thigh; a face of a tiger tattooed on her belly, because she was a rebel in her teens; breasts heavy and full of milk, because she opened her legs to an immature boy who left her with a son she hates; a "Don't judge me" tattooed on her neck, because the tiger on her belly wasn't public enough, and most of all is sorrow in her eyes that she masks with a serious frown on her brows.

After a long night shift at her soul-draining janitorial career, she slumps down on her bed, her god-given silky hair scattering on the pillow.

Daddy3 texts her: I'm coming over.

And that's when she showers, puts some makeup on, and steps into the dark blue heels—his favorite.

He loves her dimples, so she forces a smile on before she answers the door.

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He pushes her on the bed, and as she watches him rush out of his cloths, her imagination ignites, turning over her dear fantasy, which is imagining ways to end her life.

The man pushes into her, and she makes the sounds she knows he loves so much, sounds that she knows makes his knees jelly, and in the back of her mind is this bugging thought: What if my son who's sleeping in the next room is actually awake?

#excerpt

Lying is two types:

1. Saying something different to the truth
2. Withholding the truth

The second type is stranger to people. They think to themselves that it's alright, they're only staying quiet.

I'm doing no harm. I'm only staying quiet.

You are foolish, and you are a liar. When you don't say what you know to be true, you're not "only staying quiet": you are purposefully leading somebody to believe something that isn't true about you, or about something.

What's the difference between lying and letting somebody believe a lie quietly? Nothing.

You're deceiving all the same.

Sunday is here. 🌥

Good morning, and spend an awesome day. Don't forget to smile. 😄

That highly depends on the kind of crime he committed, and also the type of clubbing she's doing.

This statement is too simplistic.

I don't want a raper, a thief, or a con-man, for a son, and I don't want a hoe for a daughter.

I think his post is meant to convey:

I would rather have a thief for a son than a hoe for a daughter.