I don't know how I do it, but I manage to end each day feeling miserable. Today our senior pictures came in. Great. All of these beautiful people are showing off their pictures to friends, making jokes, proudly displaying their faces as if they were priceless works of art. And then there's me. I try desperately to hide my pictures. People ask, but
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I hate seeing my own damn face. Despise it. And I honestly feel sorry for the people that have to look at it.
But the least people could do is look at a person for who the person is. Not some superficial shit. Have people never heard the "You can't judge a book by it's cover" saying? I highly doubt it, with the way society is right now.
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You kick ass for recognizing that.
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I guess that's up to each and every person that comes in contact with me to determine.
From the way I've been here lately, I'd say that my personality doesn't paint the prettiest picture.
I do like how you think, however. It makes a lot of sense to me... unfortunately, there are no other people like you in this area. Wait, that's a lie. There are a few, few and far between.
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