I am what you would call an outcast. That shall be my term now. Outcast.
I prefer being on the outside though. Away from the popular people with their cliché attitude and looks. All those fakes judging others for being themselves and I can't say I don't judge I mean to say who doesn't but I try to keep it to a minimum. It's funny that when I get into an argument with someone a lot of the time they end up saying that no one likes me and well I couldn't care less. When I find someone worth being friends with I will. I do have some friends but as to whether they are true friends is debatable, I have always found that I wouldn't want lots of friends as they probably won't all be my friends and I also don't do well within crowds. People tend not to like me because I am not like them my brain does not work as theirs does. Socialism is not my strong point as it does not matter to me. I think first of learning and second to humour, fun and my looks.
I don't bother with make up and fancy up to date clothes it's not my idea of important. My head is always in a book because that's where I can escape. Whole other worlds, different life's and it's places and people I wish I could be. People mock me for books but that just makes me love them more.
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RandomA window into my mind. To those reading, if that's anybody at all, please don't judge this too harshly. These are what it says on the tin- my thoughts, direct from brain to page. No filter and no editing. Bear that in mind for me. Thanks, love P...
