I just don't get it.
Why do people have to be so hateful, hurtful and down right ugly?
You could be the most beautiful person in the world and your mouth can make you the ugliest.
Who has hurt you so badly that you feel the need to hurt those around you?
If we all had something nice to say to people everyday and really TRIED to speak from your heart, this world would be a better place.
Some people are very hostile.....
CHILL OUT!
Stop taking everything like it is a personal attack!
I woke up this morning and flipped on the news, like I always do. I got an ear full.
A gunman walks into a LA Fitness in P.A.,heads toward the Aerobic Room, turns out the lights and starts shooting.
You are not safe ANYWHERE, it could happen at anytime. People are snapping, they have had enough and they are going to take you with them. This world has turn people cold and desensitized them.
I wonder what was going through his head the moment he pulled the trigger? What motivates people to shoot and kill humans like wild animals? Questions that may never be answered, they died with the gunman.
Perhaps we all need a little bit of compassion toward those reaching for help. There are always signs. Instead of turning away, reach out to help that person struggling through bumps in their road. Give them your hand with love and understanding, tell them it will be okay.
You never know, you could be saving many lives.
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Road Dog on Caffeine Pills
I was tired, broke down in Ohio for six hours but still had to make that 8:00 am appointment in Woburn, Mass. I drank coffee, which makes me pee every five miles so I switch to caffeine pills without the bladder side affect.
It was two in the morning and my Jack Russell Terrier, Lug Nut quietly chewed on something on the floor. I reached for my flashlight and turned it on, the light illuminating the eaten caffeine pills. I thought oh no, if it doesn't kill him, it will amp him out for hours.
Well it didn't kill him but if you ever experienced a high energy Jack Russell Terrier on caffeine pills it is something you will never forget. I thought the cab was small before Lug Nut decided to turn it into a racing track. His laps were controlled and precise never missing a beat. The sleeper was the starting and ending point with every inch in between. My trash can become open game and everything in it became shredded and laid in a big heap on the floor. It was dark but I could see his small white body in constant motion here, there, and everywhere, never stopping.
Luckily, we stayed up together; he kept me awake with his constant movement and my constant yelling, LUGNUT! I drove all night to get there and no sleep for 26 hours. All I remember is wading through the shredded trash filled floor to the sleeper with Lug Nut close on my heels. We crashed together both of us drained from the experience.
I truly believe they are (wo)man's best friend!!!
You walked past me, brushing me ever so slightly. Electricity shot through my body like a bullet tearing through layers with passion.
I could smell you in your wake, breathing you in which each deep long breath. Your body speaking a language I could only understand.
You turned to look at me and our eyes locked for a mere second that seemed like years, I was stunned by the depth of your soul. We spoke, but no words ever glanced our lips. We touched without touching, the imprint of souls making no mistake that you and I had already met somewhere in a distant land.
I closed my eyes for a fraction of a second and you were gone.
I can not help to feel the loneliness that invades my very being, but I know you are not far, I can still feel you hiding in the shadow of my heart.
We will meet again, my love. Even if it is only for a moment at a time!
His profile exclaimed..."No Baggage". I stopped and wondered, what exactly did that mean?
Did it mean not to have the experiences I went through in life that help mold me to who I am today? What would I be like without those learning tools? Who would I be? I must be swallow if I cannot feel. A lump of clay would have more personality then those who did not carry the baggage.
We have ALL been hurt, disappointed and betrayed. We are human and carry emotional scars, some even physical. I truly can not think of one person I know that has NOT been hurt by their parents, siblings, lovers or friends. Not one human that did NOT feel at onetime, a hole in their heart. Are we not emotional creatures?
We all carry baggage....somewhere down the road of life, you picked up a suitcase, it is whether you choose to hold on to it, and add more weight. making it heavy, weighing you down.
I am proud to say I have "baggage". I am proud that I went through those experiences so I could learn who I truly am. I hold no regrets from my past, how could I ever help someone, if I did not experience it myself? It would be like telling a drunk to quit drinking, when I never had a drink in my life. How would I know what it felt like to be a drunk? How could I have passion behind the words?
Perhaps your profile should read..."Got Baggage...did you learn?"
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