In my old age (a whopping 29 years old) I have discovered that I hate mean people. And, I can say this because I used to be one. Granted, I still have times when I am mean, and sometimes it's undeserved but I absolutely detest rude bastard types. That is just how I am.
I'm also trying to be a lot less judgmental and stop assuming everyone is so predictable. This is a hard one to tackle due to reason and logic proving otherwise... I frequently see completely stereotypical situations played out right before my very eyes like a movie. What else am I supposed to think?
hello sis i was here. stop being mean, always stay happy. remember the wrinkles, lol.
ReplyDeleteThanks sis! I'm always happy, and I'm really trying not to be mean. And yes, I don't want to have wrinkles.. so that's the goal. lol
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