ramble, not a joke.
sometimes, i see a person. and i couldn't possibly look away, because when one sees the kind of person i'm talking about, one has to watch for a moment. i have to admire whatever created someone who looked so lovely, who i could tell with one look was Good, with a capital G.
i want to see exactly what kind of person they are. because despite the fact that i had no hope for the world, seeing that person, who radiated kindness (something that might've usually annoyed me, as most things do), i want to know them.
this is oddly terrifying to me.
