'The question is,’ said Alice, ‘whether you can make words mean so many different things.'

There's something about words.
Being a fan of reading and writing, I myself enthralled by words.
Ive heard time and time again, "I was speechless" or "i have nothing to say to you".
How out of all the words in the world can a person not find the words to say something. Now, feelings and emotions don't come with preset guidelines to what words to use; I get that. But there's always a way to try and explain yourself.
I'm getting off track.

A person's word can mean so much to another; cause a sense of comfort, happiness, love, or it can leave a feeling of being vexed, useless, and just broken down.

Being enrolled in a few Lit classes, words are always talked about, analyzed and then over analyzed.
Sometimes people think theres a greater meaning in a poem, script or any other type of art.
Sometimes though people need to just take things for how they are.
Sometimes the meaning is staring a person right in the face, and that person refuses to just take it as it is.
Dumb people.

I recently heard from a professor that some people have actually been taught that curse words, cuss, swearing, foul language, actually destroys the English language.
What the Fuck is That Shit?

Some people are way to arrogant to even be discussed, so I'm skipping that rant.
I'm a fan of these words; they're not destroying anything, except when used towards someone.
I've called my friends, boyfriends, and siblings some random foul names before. Asshole and Bastard seem to be my favorites.
I've also been called almost every name you could ever imagine.
From people who were just joking, and from people who have wished the worst on me.
Which is fine by me, those people, Who I can thank for my low self esteem, can simply fuck off.
But what I cannot tolerate, with everything I am, is a parent who puts their own kid down.

I'm not talking the average "i hate you" fights between child and parent, I'm talking full on telling your child they're a nothing, piece of shit cunt&or Bastard who they want nothing to do with ever again.
Now that ladies and d00ds, are the people I wish the worst, slowest, painfullest death on.
You should never
and I mean ever
call your child a Cunt, or Bastard. Those words, there's just some sort of, baggage? to them.

I've always thought there should be some type of test people must take before they're allowed to have children.
Then again, almost everyone knows how to lie their way through a test to get the result they want.

1. When little Bobby, who is 4 years old, makes a mistake and accidently puts his pb&j sammich in your VCR, How do you react?
      A. Put little Bobby in the corner and then explain to him that he mustn't ever do that again.
      B. Slam little Bobby's head off of the VCR and proceed to beat him with the closest object accessible.
      C. Scream, yell, and tell little Bobby he's a nothing-less, unloved little child who should've never been born.

exactly. you can't tell me you wouldn't be B.

Education class, ontop of Education class I've read that Teachers and Parents are the most influencial in a child's life. We can handle things from peers, siblings, strangers, but not many of us can handle being put in our place by our own parents. We're born with an instinct to want to please our guardians, and make them happy and proud of us. So it seems as if there's nothing worse than a parent telling their child they want nothing to do with them.

“When I use a word,’ Humpty Dumpty said in rather a scornful tone,

‘it means just what I choose it to mean — neither more nor less.’