“If your boyfriend beats you; honey, that is love!”
GRAMMY Awards 2013
This woman has ZERO respect for herself. How can anyone show respect for her? Let me tell you what, celebrities; you’re not responsible for others’ kids’ behavior. Just like us, “ordinary” folks, you have no responsibility over other people’s actions. But, let me break it down for you: when you are at that level, with the ridiculous (mostly undeserved) power you have as a star, you kinda do have a responsibility with society. And if you think you don’t, then you should question your morals and your existence. [Mindless] people want to be you! That’s inevitable.
So, this girl, Rihanna, she’s old enough to know the difference. What is she thinking? If she’s doing this for publicity, then she’s really f*cked in the head. Such a beautiful girl… Too bad her looks don’t match her brain! (if she even has one!) Guess they’re made for each other after all.
I am obviously writing this because I’m against domestic violence — or any kind of violence, really. Yet, I can’t help but wish Chris Brown beats the crap out of her again so she can see what the hell she’s doing and what a disgrace she is to all domestic violence victims around the globe. Better yet, I wish for all parents around the world to teach their little girls and boys what a fantasy life it is these people live, that we shall not imitate. That way we can maybe, just maybe, stop caring for stupid celebrities like her (who we wish we could save) for once and for all.
Because he’s so awful at being awful…
…I love him.
No different than ordinary us (except for their British status). Maybe that’s why some of us can’t get enough.
You can see how much in love they are. So cute! ♥
For a girl raised by a mother who encouraged firm awareness of moral sensitivity, it wasn’t.
She has been hurt many times in the past and in the process she forgot how to let her guard down. Maybe it was a problem. Maybe it wasn’t. But that was her strong defense mechanism, something she wasn’t too sure she could trust anymore. She’d become easily detached and, at the same time, hypersensitive to the same matters that hurt her before.
“No. I’m not overreacting. No. It is not pride. It’s how I can cope with this reality,” she kept saying to herself.
She realized that she was always the one bowing to friends and family, trying her damnedest to break the ice after the awkward confrontations life occasionally had for her. Nobody ever wanted to take that role, be the icebreaker. For her it had been easy in the past.
This time, she felt differently. Why should she go begging for forgiveness when she was the one to whom an apology was owed? She couldn’t comprehend why, instead of reaching out to her, some people chose to shut her out of their life. The easy way out.
Over and over, they played the victim rather than admitting to their mistakes. She realized that if what once banded them together didn’t mean shit to some people, then they weren’t worth her time anymore. It was a truth she now had to live with.
When it comes to marriage, my point is very straightforward: I don’t believe in it. With the world being a little too crazy nowadays and all, I have a hard time understanding why people still do it. When I was a little girl, I used to dream of that big day when I walked down the isle with a beautiful white dress. They make it look like such a fairytale in movies that you just can’t help yourself. In fact, there was still a point in my adult life when I wanted to get married one day; now, not so much. OK–maybe I should say I would do it just so that I can get to wear a fancy wedding dress one day. Don’t you know it’s all about the dress for some of us girls? What about love? Well, love can only be felt with the heart — not with a marriage license!
Marriage doesn’t guarantee you happiness. People have got it all wrong from the start. It doesn’t mean your life together will now be blessed and you’ll live happily ever after. (Here’s hoping you do though!). That’s a naïve mentality, in my opinion. I’ve been living with my boyfriend for five years. We are not married. We’re not even engaged! But we are extremely happy that way. We are happier than any long-time married couples I know. In fact, I’m afraid that if he ever proposes, things won’t be the same anymore because the human heart doesn’t like to feel chained. It doesn’t have anything to do with a romance-deficiency from my part — not at all. I just don’t see it as a necessity for our relationship to survive.
Friends and my big Latina family ask all the time when we’re going to get engaged. I try to ignore them. Eliminating that kind of “social stressor” is vital for any couple to live a happy life together. You can’t let others dictate what you should and shouldn’t do. If you get engaged — or married — only because your family thinks you should, then you’re off to a bad start. Society will always try to push you to the edge, but it doesn’t mean you have to act upon it. Getting engaged doesn’t always change things. But, through my own personal experience and through some friends’, there’s a big chance that things will change for the worst. Um… I think I’ll leave things the way they are for now.
For people getting married a second time after the first didn’t work out: I guess it is understandable. We all hope and seek for a second chance. But a THIRD? (and so forth) I don’t know if they should be given credit for being so “brave” or if they should be given the Dumb Ass Award!
Share your thoughts: Do you believe in marriage?
Baseball. Football. Hockey. Basketball. They all get in the way. At some point along the relationship, they all do. Ever wonder: are men and women really meant to be with one another? I’ve seen wonderful couples make it through. And I’ve seen potentially wonderful couples not even make it to the fourth week. Relationships are complicated. They require a great deal of work—from both ends.
I know of this incredible couple. They met in high school (in the 1940’s), became high school sweethearts, and stayed together since. I mean, this is an old couple. But I thought they were the sweetest happiest marriage I had ever seen—after so many years, they still addressed each other with terms of endearment like, “Babe” and “Sweetheart.” I thought that was impressive. And I remember saying that if I was ever (un)lucky enough to get married, I wanted to be just like them. It would take some serious compromise, but it would be so worth it.
Nowadays, young loves don’t want to go after that. What they’re after is that passion, that spark they felt the first time they kissed. Or made love. They don’t realize that it doesn’t work that way; that long-term relationships could only survive through hard work. Some of us work harder than others. Some of us get neglected. And we hurt inside. So we try, and we try harder. But the other is not responsive. Then, it doesn’t matter how much we try. Love is over.