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esskay
Digital storyteller, Photographic narrator, Hogwarts alum. In real life, I write things. I speak fluent sarcasm. I'm unintentionally funny. My favorite thing is food. Guac is life. I'm a fountain of the most random information. I'm pretty, only because it's weird to call oneself beautiful. I'm weird in all the good ways. I live in the greatest city on Earth. I was Sasha before Beyonce was schizophrenic. My life is stranger than fiction. But please, don't take my word for it. My pen is mightier than my sword. Instagram
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Monday, August 15, 2011 || 2:43 AM
There are a lot of dudes who have a problem with the word "no". More than a problem, actually. Men and the word "no" have been archrivals for centuries. From the time the first caveman invented the wheel and the cavewoman STILL didn't give him any play, resulting in him angrily banging his big stick around (pause), right up to yesterday, where, somewhere in the hood, a dude tried to holla at a girl, got shut down, and then insisted that she wasn't that pretty anyway. Which, honestly, still hurts you more than it hurts her because that just means you can't even get an "ugly" chick, far less a pretty one. What is your life about? Smh. I'm not a man so I can't speak for them. I have no idea what it is about that tiny word that makes them lose their shit. And I won't pretend that I've never heard it too. If ever someone says they've never been rejected, they are, say it with me, LYING. Everyone has been rejected, if not by a man or woman then maybe by a group or a family member or even a school. How many of you got into your first choice college? I be knowing. The point I'm trying to make is that rejection, like anything else life throws at us, should be a learning experience. I treat my rejections like constructive criticism. I work on what might be wrong and try to make it better for the next opportunity that presents itself. Or, if nothing is wrong (which is usually the case), I tell him/them/cuny/mom to kick rocks. So guys, do not despair. That word exists for everyone, not just you. At the end of the day, no means no, not yes, not maybe, not hold her down and take what you want, not ask him while he's sleeping and definitely not lie about how much your parents make on your financial aid application. It means no.
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