Women everywhere, we’re just ignorant. I consider myself very epathic, but in order to relate to something you need to experience it a bit. I was never approached by a woman until one interrupted and questioned what I was writing at a fish fry place in Scotland at age 26. Ironically, the purpose of the poem was to bolster my self-confidence after I learned the girl I was dating “technically had a boyfriend.” Any way, being approached was annoying, but I was flattered. Only after experiencing ‘the other side’ was I able to gain perspective. It’s really hard to want to be friendly to strangers, I find it’s much easier to complement older women on dresses, jewelry, and what have you, because of implicit motives with younger ones. When I’m older though, that won’t be the case. Long story short, I hope this small story makes men less ignorant, and women understanding that some of those guys just want to be friendly. I hear women complement one another all the time, and it is a beautiful thing. #heforshe
On Creeps
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Hi, I’m Andrew, but I go by TweakUnique. I looove spreading smiles from cheek to cheek. Daylight moves us as morning passes we all get up off to our tasks with a new tomorrow dividing our time; imagine, would you? Less sorrow this time? That’s my dream and waking habit - follow the steps and then we’ll have it. Place your bets step with science develop plans with confidence. We move together whether we like it or not. Shared air is shared weather, or have you forgot? Trash you dish is trash you’ll eat - what goes around comes around. Gravity. The way we walk is by falling just a little; if you wanna fly high dive into BIG riddles. Practice morally communally in mind. Creativity unravels unrest. It unwinds. View all posts by tweakuniqueblog
