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themaicult · 4 years
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They asked me, How do I manage to keep my girl happy ?
I said, I listen to her while we are talking.
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themaicult · 4 years
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There are only two types of fools,
The one fooled by other people and the other fooled by themselves
Its ok to be the first one sometimes but never be the second one.
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themaicult · 4 years
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The problem with the new generation is that they can't pursue, they can't be patient, they can't handle them being unnoticed or the feeling of being unimportant though they are not.
Therefore they can't stick to things unless they are trapped, therefore they can't understand artists and art, therefore they can't stick to a single relationship and there souls have became sluts jumping here one day and there the other day, therefore they are into one night stands or hookups or drunk sex or friends with benefits, therefore they understand fucking and not intimacy, therefore they can't understand people they can only be informed about them, therefore they prefer easy 9-6 jobs and not proffesions or businesses, therefore they call themselves writing enthusiasts after writing two line quote but can't write essays or even a paragraph, therefore they won't realise but they'll react.
Because they desire standards that have been already set by they don't know who.
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themaicult · 4 years
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She : Do u ever think that the reason u don't talk much to people about stuff is because they wouldn't understand the things u have to say??
Or maybe because u think that u know nobody else can help u soo there's no point in telling people?
He : I believe that talking about things helps you reduce the intensity of things and I don't wanna do that.
I prefer dying off my passion or problems but not talk about them.
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themaicult · 4 years
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Sometimes I wonder.
When i do, i do it for days.
Its mostly in a cold night even if it is a summer noon.
I question, myself.
I question my worth, the attention i enjoy, gravity of trust that people show in me.
Sometimes i sleep, questioning and sometimes i reach a dead end.
There's a man here.
He is average.
Not very intelligent, not too attractive, not that promising, not that empathic.
No, he does not smoke or drink, always.
I think he is bit reserved but i know, he is not.
He talks only if i talk but sometimes when i don't, he talks.
He talks sensibly about every nonsense.
He is an aimless character at that dead end, What for ? I don't know.
I trust him.
He is promising, attractive, empathic, intelligent and What not, to me, for me.
But sometimes, he wonders, he questions and i, cry.
- Mai
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themaicult · 4 years
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Winter was my favourite season until you left me, since then you are like a season to me.
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themaicult · 4 years
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The saddest part is that the best of me is the one that I can't show.
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themaicult · 4 years
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The fact that we know that chameleons exist is the greatest failure of chameleons.
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themaicult · 4 years
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Yes, I can think of a greater happiness in a different world of more sensible animals with less gossips and less worry and less dependence and less money but more authority on self and ultimately on the society.
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themaicult · 4 years
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People don't want to win over their problems, people want to device new ways to cry over them and then what happens is the same old shit.
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