When I need her the most, she ignores me. Guess it was just a matter of time before she grew tired of me. Good thing she’s getting smarter.
God damn. It’s hard knowing he’s going home with the girl I can’t stop thinking about. I talk to her all night, yet I have no chance against him. And I know how bad this sounds. Like I’m making her an object to win. But I hate sitting here, knowing I’m losing and that I’m unable to ever really fight for her. Gah, sometimes life sucks.
A black man rides a bus restricted to whites only, in Durban. In an act of resistance to South Africa’s apartheid policies, 1986.
look at their faces. upset that this black man dared to exist in their space
It’s sad how terrified he looks.
he looks so scared. I wonder what happened to him
Unsure of how to confess your love to someone? Try this:
- Acquire several dozen limes.
- Go up to them and then drop all the limes.
- Start picking them up, but keep dropping them. The clumsier you look the better.
- Keep doing this until you have their attention (this could take up to thirty minutes).
- Finally gather up the limes. Try looking a bit sheepish.
- Look them deeply in the eyes and say, “Sorry. I’m bad at Pickup Limes.”
- Marry them.
Do you ever think about all the people who you might have fallen in love with if only you’d taken a different way home or stood a little longer in the bread aisle at the supermarket? All the people who might have been an integral part of your life but instead you’ll never know them. The unimaginable impact that our mundane choices have on our lives really gets to me. Think of how many times I might have died if I’d made different choices. Maybe I’d be homeless. Maybe I’d be famous. Maybe I’d be rich. Sometimes I’m so overwhelmed by the impact of my choices that I can’t choose anything at all because I’m afraid today will be the day that I make the choice that changes everything.