I judge people, and it makes me feel terrible. I don't mean to, its just a nasty thought come to mind and its hard to be rid of.
I'm judging someone right now. A lady, in her early 20's, with brown hair and blonde extensions.
Her sloping forehead, and bright lipstick make me uncomfortable, so my mind is trying to attack her.
She looks like a slut
What the fuck is wrong with her face
I don't mean to judge, and it makes me sick.
I don't mean to, but I do.
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Little Ideas for Little Minds
Non-FictionA diary for the random thoughts of my life. Sometimes I will post maybe three of four a day, but you'll never know...