They will hate you if you are beautiful. They will hate you if you are successful. They will hate you if you are right. They will hate you if you are popular. They will hate you when you get attention. They will hate you when people in their life like you. They will hate you if you worship a different version of their God. They will hate you if you are spiritual. They will hate you if you have courage. They will hate you if you have an opinion. They will hate you when people support you. They will hate you when they see you happy. Heck, they will hate you while they post prayers and religious quotes on Pinterest and Facebook. They just hate. However, remember this: They hate you because you represent something they feel they don__ have. It really isn__ about you. It is about the hatred they have for themselves. So smile today because there is something you are doing right that has a lot of people thinking about you.
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I have to be a teacher to my daughters.
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Doomed to Hell. Every last one of you.
I won,_ said Chelsea__ dad, and went to give Chelsea a high-five, but missed, as they were standing too close.__y fault,_ he said. __hat was my fault.___h,_ Chelsea said.And he stepped back a little and tried again, but Chelsea, distracted now by something__aybe the plant in the far corner, standing and waiting like a person in a dream; or maybe the green shoe or some other thing that was out there and longing, to be looked at, and taken__asn__ ready, and their hands, his then hers, passed through the air in a kind of wave, a little goodbye.
What their scorned, over-fucked mothers never teach them is this: men can be hurt, too.