labels [Theme]

Look...those who label you don't know for sure...only you know who you are and what you are, okay? Never trust anyone.

Buddhism teaches that our suffering does not arise from reality, but from our judgments about reality. Buddhists say that there is no success or failure, strength or weakness. These are simply labels that we use to judge our experiences, and these labels can be confusing and hurtful to us.

... she hastily married the son of a neighboring blacksmith - otherwise the label of an old maid would have been firmly stuck to her. Now the sister is raising two children alone and is suing for child support.

ᅠ Our forehead is the perfect alternative to a cork board.

People should wear labels so that everyone immediately knows who is who.

“You can live your Zelda life in this Zelda City and pretend to be Zelda, but I know it's not you. People don't change, Diana. Mister Rack - Zelda. He is happy and carefree and loving. But you and I are Zoe. We are Zoe, Diana. Cynical, sad and angry. There is darkness inside you, and you can hide it under a burrito the size of your head, but one day this darkness will burst out, and as soon as it happens, call me.

Dear Men, do not hang on a woman the labels of their own stupidity and failures. Hang better signs of attention in the form of valuable gifts.

women…. It is the same with the profession. Yes, there are sad artists, there are merry ones. For a good artist, his mood plays a small part, because he must be able to convey what he is looking at, as if it were something to advertise itself. The artist becomes impassive, he is like a lens, like the retina of the eye, receiving light and reproducing a picture. At the moment of writing a portrait or painting, you abstract from everything. There is only your muse or landscape, depending on what you write, and there is also your feeling that this person or object revived in your soul. What you see makes your mood. If the opposite happens, then this dissonance is caught on an intuitive level. You look, the technique is perfect, the colors are well chosen, but not that. Something wrong.

Gluing the label of idiot, make sure not to themselves.

I don't meet the endless labels,
Hung here and there.
Don't play the game that you like!
I don't meet the endless labels,
Hanging on me
Don't play by the rules...

Our clothing often reflects our attitude. Serious-business - for business meetings. Solemnly dressed up only for important events. Unattractive is a usual everyday worries. To judge by her man - is meaningless. Hang her labels stupid. Especially to chase the brands and dressing in manousakas try to look in this special. The first thing that catches the eye when meeting with a stranger - it style. Meet on clothes, form an opinion, but it is always deceptive. After all, even the beggar can be the money is not always the same, he was a beggar, maybe it's a style.

From the first days of attending school people will face the fact that all and will always appreciate it. And the first two strongly hits the child's self-esteem, which may subsequently come to terms with the fact that he is no good. But not always the rating of the institution rightly characterizes the personality. The numbers that measure students form a perception of itself in the outside world and society's attitude to everyone. Although excellent, only one who has learned to cater to the generally accepted rules. And the typical losers - free thinking that is not dependent on the opinion of others people. So we come to the conclusion that it is impossible to judge the child by how he learns at school. Similarly, it is impossible to judge an adult for the estimates, which are in his passport. In life many examples of what an excellent study and real success is entirely different things. Only the man himself knows what he's capable of, and nobody has the right to restrict its development, to drive in a certain frame and to hang labels on it. Fortune favors the bold!

Usually being uncomfortable, point the finger at others.

We all search categories on youporn. Blonde, redhead, brunette, miles - that is milf that wants to fuck, that is me. They smashed us in the category, driving the words into the search box. Leela, if you knew how many guys type the word "fatty", you would be more confident. Clementine and your buddy, instead of having to nag him for what he is, sorry, doing her business on the Internet - show that you are much more interesting than the girl in his computer. If someone wants to hang on me the label of "milf" or "Mature", just because I have wrinkles in the corners of your eyes - so be it. We are more than any online fantasy. Indeed, in contrast to fantasies we breathe and move, we are real.