Sometimes I can see the beauty in everyone, but most of the time I see the ugliness in everyone. That, of course, includes myself.
For a long time I've been fighting. Fighting against the tendency to simply judge someone based on looks. I thought I've succeeded, but then again, it's "thought".
If I could I would really like to overcome evil with good, to take things easy, to look on the bright side all the time, to be able to forgive and not bear any grudges, the list goes on. I'm able to do that every once in a while, and when I do I feel happy. But after that, I'll probably ask myself "For what?"
Forget it, I don't know what I'm talking about.