S o, t h i s g u y. .
.
well.. he's definetly not my
biggest fan.
i wouldn't say he hates me.. but we just dont like
eachother that much.
So today, while standing beside him and my other friends,
getting deep into conversation. we randomly stop, look forward.
and there's a ball coming full speed right towards my
face.. thrown by a little kid. it all happened so fast, but i
turned to the side so it wouldn't hit me right in the face.
and the guy who isn't all that friendly to me, blocked the
ball. while everyone else just stood there.. watching the ball
come towards me. he jumped infront and blocked it.. then he
threw the ball at the little kid.
or tried too.
i was *speechless*
..
<3
Makeup's a horrible
thing..
it makes you
think that you aren't pretty without it.
you can't go anywhere without it because you're afraid of
what everyone will think.
you spend most of your time in the morning making sure you look
good.
you're always paranoid as to how you look.
all because you're afraid of what others will
think.