Monthly Archives: July 2020

Life Is Hard

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Life is hard but when you fall, pick yourself up and say, “Who the hell pushed me?”. Sometimes I just want someone to hug me and say, “I know it’s hard. You are going to be okay. Here’s a cup of coffee. And five million dollars.”

My life feels like a test I didn’t study for. It’s funny you know, you spend twelve years of your life learning about things and life, but they never really tell you how hard life is. They teach you that money can’t buy happiness. And it’s true, the hardest thing to find in life is happiness. Money is only hard to find because it gets wasted trying to find happiness. But you can’t deny that there is something therapeutic about wiping your tears with 100 dollar bills.

And remember, don’t take life too seriously…

You won’t get out of it alive

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Why is life hard? You come into the world with nothing, and the purpose of your life is to make something out of nothing. The first five days after the weekend are always the hardest. You see, life is like diarrhea. No matter how hard you try and stop it. The shit just keeps coming. And I know from experience that there is nothing harder than pooping when you don’t have to poop. I just wish my life had background music so I could understand what the hell is going on.

Life is hard, it’s harder if you’re stupid. The phrase “Nothing is impossible” suddenly sounds like a challenge. Some people can’t take a hint. I’m having a terrible day and you come to sit beside me in the library trying to have a conversation? Read the freaking room! Plus can’t you see that I have my headphones plugged in…

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Race: Eradicate or Alter?

Vert interesting thoughts from a young lady in the UK. Check out the whole post, here’s a couple if excerpts.

What’s the importance and significance of knowing a person’s “race”? Is there even such a thing? Or has it been man-made to brainwash mankind, to keep different races separate from one another?

I think it’d be very hard to imagine a world without racism, if the subject of race is still around. It’s almost impossible to categorise people based on their skin colour, and expect racism to end.

Today, people are looking for change, and have been for centuries. But what will be the driving force? And how can change happen if the one momumental factor dividing humanity is still largely upon us? Race.

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The topic of race can be a taboo subject. But should this subject be in existence at all?

Disclaimer: This post is mainly about the term “race” and looking further into the meaning behind it.

We always have to declare our race. If it’s for a passport, job, medically and so on. It’s become engrained in our mentality and everyday life. But should this be the norm? Or are we being caught up in society’s categories?

What’s the importance and significance of knowing a person’s “race”? Is there even such a thing? Or has it been man-made to brainwash mankind, to keep different races separate from one another?

I think it’d be very hard to imagine a world without racism, if the subject of race is still around. It’s almost impossible to categorise people based on their skin colour, and expect racism to end.

What do we gain from the…

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