Good parents use the mistakes they did in the past when they were young to advice the children God gave to them to prevent them from repeating those mistakes again. However, bad parents always want to be seen as right and appear "angelic and saintly" as if they never had horrible youth days.
Israelmore AyivorTags: honesty advice past parents integrity children god youth mistakes angels teaching mother parenting food-for-thought lessons saint angel father young training clean dirty behaviour be-honest repeat behavior parent mothers-day prevent prevention good-mother horrible good-life advise past-life angelic my-mother israelmore-ayivor fathers-day my-father advising good-father good-parents advicing bad-character bad-life bad-parents good-charcter happy-fathers-day happy-mothers-day horrible-life prevention-is-better-than-cure repeat-mistakes saintly salf-righteous teach-your-children tel-the-truth train-up-a-child unspotted youth-days
And you might try to hide or protect yourself, or compare the different states of love,
but you must not grow up, must not act wise
when it comes to love.
You must stay foolish and fall
for every heart will beat in different ways together with yours and love is not meant to be compared, only enjoyed, and suffered, and remembered.
Tags: growing-up love poetry youth suffer memory prose prose-poetry young heart-break charlotte-eriksson the-glass-child open-up
But then I was young, and to be young means to undertake to demolish the world and to have the gall to wish to erect a new and better one in its place.
Nikos KazantzakisWhen a mere girl, my mother offered me a dollar if I would read the Bible through; . . . . despairing of reconciling many of its absurd statements with even my childish philosophy, . . . I became a sceptic, doubter, and unbeliever, long ere the 'Good Book' was ended.
Elmina Drake SlenkerTags: philosophy youth atheism atheist girl absurdity young bible-study bible-absurdities doubter sceptic unbeliever
I just wish you could see my demons for what they are, and lay here beside me on the floor. No words. Just your presence.
Charlotte ErikssonTags: friendship love silence youth night sad quiet prose wish young demons the-glass-child no-words
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