Notes

I hate when people judge people. what is the point of judging other people. Why not just live your life, and don't try to live in someone else's? Or at least don't criticize the choices they make in theirs because that was their choice and its their life. I hate when people judge people for stupid things like the color of their hair, or the shirt they're wearing or how they talk or the kind of music the listen to. How does what they like to do affect you? Let them listen to that music or wear those clothes, of course you can sit there and have an opinion because maybe you don't like that music or that shirt, but why should that affect your life if you don't like the music SHE listens to or the shirt SHE wears? If you don't like that, you don't have to be around them, you don't have to talk to them, you don't have to look at them. You get to choose who you surround yourself with. You should surround yourself with people who like a lot of the same things that you do because that's how we have fun. Why do people spend their lives talking about what they don't like about other people or how they live their life? Live YOUR life. And let them live theirs. They are happy wearing that shirt or dying their hair that color, and all everyone ever wants is happiness, right? World peace, or no prejudice or no judgment. I'm sorry but one day I'm going to be dead or dying or living the last week of my life or who knows maybe ill be living in another life on some other planet, but one day all of our lives will come to an end, and i want to remember my life being happy. Let people do what makes them happy, WHY DO WE JUDGE THE THINGS OTHER PEOPLE DO TO MAKE THEMSELVES HAPPY? If I could have one wish, it be me wishing that the whole world will eventually learn to love everyone for exactly who they are, because everyone is different, and if everyone was the same, what would be the point of life? Life would be BORING. So love. Love slowly, Love fast. Fall in and out of it. Love everyone for who they are. Love the girl with bright blue hair. Love the boy that failed the 10th grade, twice. Love the girl who has had a drug problem. Love the little boy with down syndrome. Love the girl who wears black lipstick and ripped up jeans and reads comic books. Love the family that has read the bible 107 times. Love everyone for who they are because everyone contributes to this world in some way or another even if you don't recognize it. The day people start to love, that is the day that this world will finally be at peace.