This is a follow-up post. I was even more, devastatingly wrong. I will not make judgments ever again. (Come on, would anyone believe that?) However, I sincerely feel smaller. I am diminished my mistakes, in the best possible way. I think that when I see people, I only see a small part of who they are. I'd like to say that I'm an excellent judge of character, but I'm not. In fact, few people probably are more confused at times than I am. There is my downfall- I have things that I waste, I contemplate too much, I have stereotypes ingrained into my mind from- where?- maybe society. I don't know. I wish I could be different...No. I am different. I resolve to be.
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And Daylight just started playing and I began to freak out.
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