I love the way the stars flicker in the sky behind translucent clouds. I adore the way flower petals catch gentle drops of rain. I treasure the early morning sun peeking out from behind the dense mountains. I love, i adore, i treasure it all.
Fuck people are cold and heartless.
I can’t believe my sister’s old innocent friends that i’ve known since babies took this photo with this beautiful larger girl being targeting by a ‘popular’ girl giving her the finger without her even knowing. What the actual fuck? What is the world coming to? Why is this necessary? Why is this even amusing?
WHY?
I was the ugly duckling too, once. So I feel for her. I know what she goes through each day. I know she suffers. I just can’t believe people are so cold.
