I hate ugly people. They make me sad, they make my friends sad, they make my girlfriend sad, and they make my family sad. They cause people to be upset when that person shouldn’t be, they cause pretty people to be insecure and they cause me to be insecure. Just because they might have a nice face doesn’t mean they’re not ugly as fuck. I’m talking about people who are ugly on the inside. They’re rude, impulsive, and ignorant.
I would know because I am one of those ugly people.
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Mentally Unstable
Non-FictionI am posting stuff that i have written, things i go threw and think of. Trigger warning; read at your own choice. I'm not seeking attention.
