I was invisible.
Or I guess I still am.
Maybe I’ll always be.
I think I am to blame for it. You know because I can’t just make friends or get attached to them because I am too scared to get hurt. 50 more words
I am an “anti-social dreamer” as one of my long lost friend once told me. At 24, I hate crowded places and obnoxious people. My idea of real fun is some chili cheese fries, black leggings with a big ass shirt and some good old fashioned REALITY TV. 839 more words
As the years go on it seems that we no longer talk to each other unless it’s via a mobile device. We seem desperate to find out what’s happening on Facebook or Twitter, obsessed with taking photos of the meals we have just prepared, or have been served at the local restaurant, and even the strange addition to ‘filters’. 1,033 more words
“The outer is not all what it seems.”
Man judges those by means of the outer, while God aims to understand the heart. Makes sense considering that man does not know the heart so we have to get to know the person to understand their heart. 560 more words