spilled thoughts

Hello winter, I'm still summer

A winter jacket accompanying a polo, mens canvas coupled with a pair of socks, some short and a head warmer were what he had on, summed up with a backpack. Now,

The sun that had been penetrating through my denim pants and body hugging polo pierced my skin aggressively but this guy walked excitedly-whilst frowning at the sweat running down his face-under the sun.

I wondered whether he was trying to hide something on his body from the public, whether he was looking for a girl(some wealthy guys do the craziest things to get that one bae they think would be loyal) and decided that that was the best way to go about it. in the sun.

I understand how excited most persons get about a new attire.

I understand the fact that the entire world cannot have a fashion sense.

But I understand very much that a common sense exists in everyone. I could see that he didn't have it all, anyone could but really,

the world has no need to see a person's suffer. fix it and let a few know.

The world that pities has no need to see through their windscreen and exclaim sympathy. Most would only drive past.

The world that curses has no need to have more joy of your agony.

I have no idea why he chose that outfit but it was wrong.

People nowadays don't seem to enjoy saving themselves the mockery. They don't seem to realize that they own themselves and that you enjoy life better-even if you're penniless-when you at least make an effort to not enforce unhappiness.

Not everyone would tell you the truth -even my miss honest couldn't because it remembered the crazy occurrences out there(the killings plus other catastrophes) and it wasn't about to be a part of the crazy-  and it's not because they don't want to. They just get scared that it might be taken the wrong way.

It's okay to look dapper but in the right way. Even your God wants that.

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