This TikToker is on a mission to trade a bobby pin up until she gets a house — and she’s gained more than 1 million followers in the process

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This TikToker is on a mission to trade a bobby pin up until she gets a house — and she’s gained more than 1 million followers in the process
Once Upon a Meditation
Wouldst I not be 'dripping With bitches, yo' if I said I never was the type O'fella to hitch up my knickers And forge a path into any Given heart of darkness?
I wait to see which set Of hitched knickers Doesn't get eaten and I head that way and Take as many stragglers As I can with me
Do stragglers straggle? Oh, they must. Collectively, yeah. Is “straggle” a real word? Oh, it must. Lexicographically, yeah?
Stragglestragglestraggle Oh, hey Phil! How's work? Going to the company straggle? It's a misdirected pilgrimage There's a barbecue at the end If you can find it Plenty of potato salad, too
Stragglestragglestraggle Straggle rock Slower than Cobain Smells like Beck Tastes like fried bat Goes good with potato salad
...ah, right...fuck... Return to your breath
Straggle
intransitive verb
To move or proceed slowly or in a scattered or irregular group.
To move or lag behind another or others.
To extend or be spread out.
To hang limply or loosely.
noun
A scattered or disorderly group, as of people or things.
उठो और जागो.. बाहर देखो सूर्य की लालिमा को... वह अपने वक्त पर जाग चुका है.. अब हमारी बारी है सूर्य के जैसा तपने और चमकने की..
lofi hip hop beats to straggle to
What a straggle
A man found a casing of a butterfly. One day a little opening showed up. He sat and watched the butterfly for a few hours as it attempted to drive its body through that little gap. Until the point that it abruptly quit gaining any ground and seemed as though it was trapped.
So the man chose to encourage the butterfly. He took a couple of scissors and cut off the rest of the bit of the case. The butterfly at that point rose effortlessly, in spite of the fact that it had a swollen body and little, wilted wings.
The man didn't consider anything it and sat there sitting tight for the wings to amplify to help the butterfly. In any case, that didn't occur. The butterfly spent whatever is left of its life unfit to fly, slithering around with modest wings and a swollen body.
Regardless of the kind heart of the man, he didn't comprehend that the confining casing and the battle required by the butterfly to get itself through the little opening; were God's method for driving liquid from the body of the butterfly into its wings. To set itself up for flying once it was out of the case.
Lesson of the story: Our battles in life build up our qualities. Without battles, we never develop and never get more grounded, so it's essential for us to handle challenges individually, and not be depending on assistance from others.
4. Remain calm (Anger)
Remain calm (Inspirational Short Stories)
There used to be a young man who had an awful temper. His dad chose to give him a pack of nails and said that each time the kid lost his temper, he needed to pound a nail into the fence.
On the primary day, the kid pounded 37 nails into that fence.
The kid bit by bit started to remain calm throughout the following couple of weeks, and the quantity of nails he was pounding into the fence gradually diminished. He found it was less demanding to remain calm than to pound those nails into the fence.
At last, the day came when the kid didn't lose his temper by any means. He told his dad the news and the dad proposed that the kid should now haul out a nail each day he monitored his temper.
The days passed and the young man was at last ready to tell his dad that every one of the nails were no more. The dad took his child by the hand and drove him to the fence.
"you have done well, my child, yet take a gander at the gaps in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in outrage, they leave a scar simply like this one. You can put a blade in a man and coax it out. It won't make any difference how frequently you say I'm sad, the injury is still there."
Lesson of the story: Control your outrage, and don't state things to individuals without giving it much thought, that you may later lament. A few things throughout everyday life, you can't reclaim.
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One more reason to this thousand I already got
So,as far as we all have everything in our own selves, by that I mean femininity and masculinity and so on. I, as a man, who is fine being man, wanna be feminine in some ways too (and don’t even let me start of course of how people of “different” sexuality treated) and exactly here the society steps in and it became more than clear,that not only women are oppressed, but femininity in it self in multiple ways is oppressed. And here is one more reason to thousand of others- I’m in the feminist straggle, cause I, as a man, struggling for my rights as well.