Your Vibe Attracts Your Tribe (Unless You're Me)I’ve seen it on tote bags, yoga mats, and in the captions of group selfies I wasn’t in. If that’s true, then my vibe must say something like “slightly intimidating outsider who bonds too quickly and ruins the group dynamic.”
PEOPLE SAY ACT LIKE DON'T GIVE A FUCK. MOTHERFUCKERS... I'M NOT ACTING. WHAT SHE SAID'...
Dances On The Sands Of Time, Pages To Write. Blue Oceans Of Dreams. Walks Of Life: Paths Taken, Hopes, Dreams, Fame 2. Battles And Wars Won: Life Is A Beach, A Mountain, A Song To Sing: Daily Treats. Dicks and dogs, ways to grow, trips to hell and back, bats and hounds from center of the earth, pages to turn.
WWII Marine Raider Missing for 83 Years in the Solomon Islands Finally Identified
Pfc. Norton Retzsch, a Marine Raider from Cincinnati, went missing during a 1943 battle in the Solomon Islands. DPAA used his great-niece's DNA to finally bring him home.
Dances On The Sands Of Time, Pages To Write. Blue Oceans Of Dreams. Walks Of Life: Paths Taken, Hopes, Dreams, Fame 2. Battles And Wars Won: Life Is A Beach, A Mountain, A Song To Sing: Daily Treats. Dicks and dogs, ways to grow, trips to hell and back, bats and hounds from center of the earth, pages to turn.
No Regrets,No Excuses:People I Used To Know:Once.United Neighborhood Houses.If you want great, be great. Have not found, what I looking for, to write it out, the hits and misses, the frogs, the good time toads, plenty of fish, to toss back.
I’ve always had friends who are women. Good ones, too. But when it comes to groups of women — the wine clubs, the bridesmaid packs, the collective “us” — I’ve never quite made it past guest status. I get invited, I show up, someone decides they don’t like me, and I slowly start getting left off the invites.
Or worse, I get close — too close — with one person, and suddenly the group shifts. It’s like I violated some unspoken law about equal distribution of affection. I didn’t mean to. I just liked her. She liked me. The others noticed.
I’ve always had best friends who were women. Not just friends — the kind of friendships that felt sisterly, even though I don’t have a sister.
From the time I was two, I had a best friend who lived down the road, and we stayed in sync until fifth grade. Then I had another. And another. In high school, even though we didn’t call anyone our best friend (that would’ve been ranking, which was uncool), it was clear who you were side-by-side with for that particular season of your life.
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