Kayla55
Well-Known Member
A shooting star is actually beautiful despite dying, maybe that's true beauty ...death commercialism, death of not having family in overpopulated world, death boring mundane copy cat saga.
So to the design of my house....defined as ecclectic or accentric and what's difference anyway. Well I from young age figured out I wasn't satisfied or finding love and of course work and study takes priority. A house that belongs to me that I can design without family in mind since this wasn't a fad of feminism or many young girls proclaiming what isn't in their bio- to actually want to create something. So my house had a work area and hobby areas and chill space (my room) Allowing further explanation.... So my boring life in Za continues, as well as male advances so now apparently they want to be nice and think that to pick up aspee girl they should stimulaii my senses with pet projects, but truth is on job I was bored and rather insulted by idea that I played with a mans toy instead of creating my own true worth. So for them it was satisfying to play with others toys and try vamp up Beatles and golf Cars...but it was like a child playing with toys and that's what I did when I was a child. I regret not getting my mechanical engineering degree due to finances and family holding daughter back. Now, I sit and wonder without basis of education how to evaluate my true potential myself without make interferences. At first I just brushed it off politely but as time went on I was getting aggravated by lack freedom choices and my potential, feeling caged in, getting more annoyed. Looking to see if any of tune up on his car were unique contributions, examing and sizing him up until finally one day having a melt down and lashing out at fact that he thinks I fit into his pea-pod.
I believed that dying of extinction was some kind of evolutionary benefit like a shooting star, that within me was no sadness about this destiny that choose me for I wasn't sure if it was because they were actually low functioning Technik workers and I was searching for a male who was more on my mindset to make me happy or whether we evolve to become sterile by choice. I suppose in shortage then breeding would be survival but if feeling isn't really there (love) then maybe dying out was act of beauty that's more than skin deep.
So to the design of my house....defined as ecclectic or accentric and what's difference anyway. Well I from young age figured out I wasn't satisfied or finding love and of course work and study takes priority. A house that belongs to me that I can design without family in mind since this wasn't a fad of feminism or many young girls proclaiming what isn't in their bio- to actually want to create something. So my house had a work area and hobby areas and chill space (my room) Allowing further explanation.... So my boring life in Za continues, as well as male advances so now apparently they want to be nice and think that to pick up aspee girl they should stimulaii my senses with pet projects, but truth is on job I was bored and rather insulted by idea that I played with a mans toy instead of creating my own true worth. So for them it was satisfying to play with others toys and try vamp up Beatles and golf Cars...but it was like a child playing with toys and that's what I did when I was a child. I regret not getting my mechanical engineering degree due to finances and family holding daughter back. Now, I sit and wonder without basis of education how to evaluate my true potential myself without make interferences. At first I just brushed it off politely but as time went on I was getting aggravated by lack freedom choices and my potential, feeling caged in, getting more annoyed. Looking to see if any of tune up on his car were unique contributions, examing and sizing him up until finally one day having a melt down and lashing out at fact that he thinks I fit into his pea-pod.
I believed that dying of extinction was some kind of evolutionary benefit like a shooting star, that within me was no sadness about this destiny that choose me for I wasn't sure if it was because they were actually low functioning Technik workers and I was searching for a male who was more on my mindset to make me happy or whether we evolve to become sterile by choice. I suppose in shortage then breeding would be survival but if feeling isn't really there (love) then maybe dying out was act of beauty that's more than skin deep.
