Why do we judge people based on color, or sexuality, or even, maybe, just the way their hair looks?
Why does it matter where their ancestors came from or what mental problems they have?
Why not like them for who they are or love who we want?
Why do we care about stupid little things like those? These things that will never affect us.
It doesn't matter what you look like or what you believe in. I still like you for who you are not what race you may be or how tall you are.
Why do we care about these things?
Why not live like equals?
Why?
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The Thoughts of A Random Gaijin
Não FicçãoIt's exactly as the title says! This should help you guys get to know me and will act as an outlet for all of my pent up emotions. I got the idea from RSSheehan's The Blog of a Rambling Irishman. Go check it out! It's amazing and I love his work!
