Tonight at a shopping mall , I watched a 5 year old boy ask a little girl if he could hug her because he liked her sweater. She said, "No.” He smiled, "Okay! I like your sweater. Bye!" and ran back to his dad. To his dad, he proudly said: "I didn't hug her because she said no... but I told her I liked her sweater!" His dad replied, “Cool, buddy!" ...and they went on shopping.
If a 5-year-old boy can understand consent and respect a "No," then so can every adult
You're fucking disgusting. Using a baby who literally needs the breast milk as a comparison to a man who's horny is beyond incomprehensible. Who raised you???
In order to become a better person, you must first realize how horrible you really are. Not in the dramatic sense, but in the quiet ways you sabotage yourself, repeat unhealthy patterns, hurt people who care about you, or tolerate what wounds you. You cannot grow if you keep pretending you're innocent in the story you've created.
Hoje fui tomar um sorvete e na mesa do lado tinha uns cinco adolescentes tão felizes que me fizeram lembrar da época em que ainda existia alguma luz em mim e aquele foi o sorvete mais amargo que eu ja tomei na vida
Fun grammar tip I learned as a kid and never forgot: if you don’t know whether to use me or I, take away the other person/people in the sentence and see if it makes sense. For example, in this case, “my friend and me went to an art gallery” becomes “me went to an art gallery” which is grammatically incorrect