I got a song for yall but if you already say it from my old account and just want points go ahead. You say u got a small waist and pretty face yeah that's true girl give me a taste

got a angel looks but demons mind

I love it girl let me take yo time

Any guy in here would have his way

you got to stay true

to urself dont ever change

You already know the haters gonna hate

Trying to stop you there too late

It's a goose chase

Make em lose the race

Your too fast to pretty to perfect

You said beware of the pain but its flucking worth it

Got them boys clowning guess this is a circus

You got a box of serpents

Fake ones

Wannabes

Got em scared

N honestly it's hard to see

The parts of me that are to weak

To look to your table n grab a seat

Cause dam your beautiful

Its unreputable

So clean but so dirty

Let's get flirty

Guess what.

A lil birdie told me you like em strong

So me saying I'm your type

no part of that is wrong.

we should all just get dogs.

the development of trade during the middle age increased to the change given in the agriculture, which gave money, industry and markets a bigger importance in economy. the agriculture production was more than the consumption, which meant the creation of wider markets out of the areas. besides, with the end of multiple wars, the population increased and new trade routes were created.

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being judged by your physical appearance, gender, age or race has been a problem for many people around the world. we all have experienced segregation or rejection at some moment in our life. i   am not the exception. i am an overweight latin girl, two characteristics that do not me very much in a bullying society. i am an excellent student, speak beside my native language – spanish, english and i am currently studying portuguese. once there was a job opening for an international company. i was the perfect candidate for the position. i fulfilled all the requirements to get the job. yes, because of my   curriculum i was called for an interview. the same day, other candidates were appointed too.   i simply said to myself: this is for you, no one else is as prepared as you are, besides, you are smart, honest, responsible and reliable.

the recruiter called me, it was a middle age man, demanding looking one. as soon as he saw me entering the room he looked at me and said: “i am sorry, you are not the type of person we are looking for. it is for the reception and we need someone with different physical appearance”  

i felt like if a train had run over me. i felt miserable. he didn´t even asked me a question nor check on my skills! a pretty face and a perfect body was just as perfect for the position.

when i got home i cried for a long time until my tears dried from my being, then i told myself:   you are who you are, no one can tell you that you are not good enough because of your physical appearance. your intelligence will last forever! bodies age, faces disappear, but you   will always be