It makes me laugh how we still live in a world where people are characterized by their weight,height or colour. Because that's really all there is to a human right? No it's not but for some reason its all we notice when we first met someone. How much they weigh and their skin tone.
It makes me sick to know that I live in a judgemental world, where people get judged for things they can't control. Sure I might be the only person that cares enough to write about it and sure I won't make a change but that's the purpose of this book, to rant about things that don't add up in my brain.
More things that don't add up in my brain is how she picks me to talk to every time she's bored. Don't get me wrong I love talking to her but at what cost? My safety? My well being? How am I to "get over you" if your always around? But yet I won't complain or tell you off about it because stupid me doesn't want to lose you, I don't want to lose the only person that makes me feel today, especially after seeing my father.
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General FictionFeel free to sit down and read my daily rants.Most will be written on a shitty tablet keyboard so mind my spelling errors. Maybe you'll find something you agree with, maybe you won't. You'll just have to read to find out
