Thursday, August 14, 2008
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I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
that's so true. i like to observe the strangers around me on the bus. and the more i look, the more beautiful they become.
I know. :) Some other people don't believe it. They see others as ugly and tell bad things about eachother. I try to never judge without knowing. To never judge negatively at all.
Because people ARE beautiful, and strangers are just friends I don't know, and they are just like me, with their sorrows, their dreams, their joys and their fears.
There's something breathtaking about everyone.
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