Why do pple tell each other they are ugly, a fuckboy or a slut? They don’t even know you.. and even if they had the chance to meet the real you, they wouldn’t deserve it to meet the real you, they talked about you without knowing you, they talked bad about you without knowing where you’ve been trough.. they may know your name but they don’t know your story.. They may know the words you spoke, but they don’t know the meaning of it, they don’t know the actual thought behind your words.. they don’t know why you do the things you do, they don’t know the way you fall asleep..
I’m writing this at 4:26AM and I can’t sleep because pple judge me because of my way of thinking, I’m Bi sexual and pple judge me because of that.. Don’t let pple change you in a bad way, always stand for the way you think, live the way you enjoy life.. you are still young and young pple are the adults of the future.. Make a change for the future so our kids won’t judge each other the way this generation does.. -Ella
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Ah, sad. Erg mooi gedicht.
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