This kid is precious
The story of my personal and professional life.
But remember, there are two ways to dehumanize someone: by dismissing them, and by idolizing them.
You’re just another girl. And he’s just another guy that walks by without turning his head while you’re standing in line for that donut you’re sure you shouldn’t have. He’s just another guy who doesn’t look at you, because if he did you’d know he sees the hair sweeping across your face like it’s alive and your eyes streaming between the strands like some unholy rhapsody, or the way your face catches the sun when it’s angled upwards as you’ve had a sudden thought. You’d know that he wonders what made you sad when you get that look in your eye when you think no one’s looking. And though you’re just another girl and you’ll never see him again, you’d know that you’ve profounded his life in a mere moment, that you’re one of the hundreds of ridiculously beautiful paintings in his head, and that if you caught the wetness in his eye as he turned away and wondered what the hell he was thinking, that maybe, just maybe, it was you.
This is lovely.
It is easier to build strong children than to repair broken men.
Yes yes yes
The only thing I can think of is…
I don’t know that this actually works. But I would.
But life, if nothing else, had taught her promises weren’t always to be counted on, and what appeared at first a shining chance might end in bitter disappointment.
And heartbreaking devastation.
We are facing one of the biggest struggles of our times: the challenge for institutions is to treat their stakeholders (e.g users, employees, consumers, audience) as humans, not as data points.
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