Last night I went to Starbucks and when the guy finished my drink, he bent down and wispered, “Don’t let anyone dull your sparkle.” I just smiled and took my drink, and while I was leaving I heard the other worker saying: “WOULD YOU STOP TELLING PEOPLE THAT, NOBODY CARES ABOUT YOUR INSPIRATIONAL SHIT!” and the guy responded with, “Gurl, there is no way in hell I am letting you dull my sparkle.”
English Teacher: Now I want you to tell me the saddest love story you have ever encountered. Me: Well, it all began when two babies were born in a different place and time. The boy grew up to be a successful young man who roams around the world to showcase his talent while the girl stayed in the sea of faces who admired him. He doesn't know her, but she knows him, from his real name to what his favorite color is. She sends him love letters, even if she's aware that he won't be able to read it and she has to pay loads of money just to watch him perform for a few hours. That pattern goes on and on, unceasingly. The boy continues to walk in his dream, while the girl could only look at him with pure admiration, and sadly, that's how it'll end. The boy...will never know just how much the girl loves him. English Teacher: That's quite sad. Me: Oh, the #life of a fangirl really is sad, Teach. English Teacher: What Me: What
"listen, kid. this is what happens: somebody - girl usually - got a free spirit, doesn’t get on too good with her parents. these kids, they’re like tied down helium balloons. they strain against the string and strain against it, and then something happens, and that string gets cut, and they just float away. and maybe you never see the balloon again.”