Wednesday, January 25, 2012

DID YOU KNOW????

Did you know that....

50% of girls between the ages of 8 and 14 are dieting. Girls see over 400 advertisements per day,telling them how they should look.
3 Teens self harm per hour in the UK. In 2003-4, 24 087 girls were hospitalized in Australia for self-harm. 3 000 000 Americans self harm.
1 suicide occurs every 40 seconds. 1 in every 3 women have been beaten. 750 000 teenagers fall pregnant per year.
683 000 rapes occur per year that,s more than one per minute. 61% are under 18 years of age. 2% of rapists are convicted.
225 million children are sexually abused each year. The majority of victims are under 8 yrs of age. About 50% of offenders are the parents.
10 million c─▒garettes are sold every minute. About 90 000 children start smoking every day.
Every minute, one person dies as a result of homicide.
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Saturday, January 14, 2012

Remember This

One day you'll wake up and realize just how alone you are. You will come to find out that nothing lasts forever. Yes, you'll always have your family but guess what? One day they'll be so fed up with all your crap that they'll also leave you. Only then will you begin to realize just how stupid you have being and then you decide to make amends. Amends? Now? A little bit late for that now sugar. We all like to think we can do things how we want and when we want thinking the world revolves around us but you know what the mind blower is? The world does not revolve anywhere near us. We are just little pieces of this world. Probably a meaningless piece. So before you go on screwing up relationships and severing ties and then becoming a societal reject, remember that  not every time we make mistakes we get to fix them. Somethings they do live with us for as long as we are alive. They don't go away, they don't get fixed, they just keep eating at us reminding of us of a momentary stupidity that ruined it all. Remember, cherish moments, value relationships and don't screw things up out of your utter stupidity.
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Sunday, January 8, 2012

Not His World

He kept hoping they would not show, although he went there to meet them up. He knew they'd show up but he would be glad if they ditched him. He heard their laughter, followed by a string of curses. He sighed and went up to meet them. They handed him a cigar and he took a drag. He hated cigars so much. The discussion proceeded and they started with the usual talk of "the bitches"(girls from the night before). He was expected to come up with a story and so he did. He talked about a girl he claimed to had left with whom he had done unspeakable things to. The knot in his chest tightened as he spoke. They cheered him on with screams and hi-fives, if only they had cared enough to notice he wasn't at the club with them the night before. They talked about the weed and the booze and more about "the bitches". He wondered what it would be like to have real friends. The people around him were people he had grown up with on the block yet he felt like they were all monsters. He knew he needed to break free but the only world he knew how to blend in was their world. All around him were several of the monsters, yelling and laughing, cursing and cheering. He felt even more alone than he had being feeling earlier. Could they not see how unhappy he was? Through the smile and the laughter? Could they not see the way he gritted his teeth every time they handed him a cigar? The way he never drank,coming up with one excuse or the other? They called each other "homie" and he wondered if they knew what the word meant. He did not belong to that life, he did not belong with the kids from the block. He knew greatness awaited him and so silently he got up, looked back once at the kids he had grown up with whom he could now barely recognize and gently walked out of the pub.
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