i've got a lot of friends who are stars but some are just black holes.

i've always wondered what it'd be like if the way we looked was a true reflection of the person we genuinely are. for instance, a nice person would look, well. nice. and a nitpicker would look like a nitpicker and an emotional person would have a look that told everyone he was an emotional person, and so on and so forth. it'd be much easier to suss out the ones who are worth your time and the ones who are just going to get you all worked up and mad. you'd be able to steer clear of the girls who'd break your heart and the boys who want to steal your socks.

but i guess then we wouldn't bother getting to know that person, and for all we know, aside from his love for foot warmers, he really is a great person who can bake mini meat pies and help you with your homework.

but that's really kind of my point; life would be so much simpler if who we were inside showed on the outside. misunderstood teenagers wouldn't be so misunderstood and people would fall in love with the right person. everybody would know who to work with best and what sort of conversations to have with everybody else.

perhaps life isn't meant to be so simple. it wouldn't be so mysterious and interesting otherwise, and we wouldn't learn about heartbreak or tolerance if we only mixed with the right people. or maybe we're just complex beings who can't let a simple thing lie and must somehow stir it up a bit just because.

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anyway. this has turned into a sort of ramble, and i'm not typically one for rambling. must be the time of the.. week. or something. who knows? my brain, that's who, but it's always yammering on about something or other i can hardly keep track so i just ignore it and listen to my toes instead.