Jan 31, 2009 22:16
You can't judge a book by its cover.
And damn right you can't. Everything I say and that comes out of my mouth always seems to fuck things over. It's not that I don't think twice about my response, it's just the fact that it's been said at the wrong time. Wrong place, wrong time. Place doesn't matter, time's more important. And somehow, it makes me sad that I'm very... average. People relate me to previous girls in their lives. Aren't I unique in any way? Different?
People judge others by looks before getting to know them. That I know for sure. It's irritating. What makes a person beautiful.. handsome.. attractive.. is what lies in their mind and their intentions towards others. Well, I'm sorry that I'm not as tall as her, or my eyes aren't the same shade, or my lips don't curve in the perfect way that hers does when she smiles. I'm sorry I'm not what you expected me to be.