I'm considering that people are who they are for a lot of reasons, and at best, it is interesting to try to understand them. In some moments you find your self humbled by their inner most thoughts, and secrets, and that is an aspect of them, but it is not "them", not all of them. Other times, you see their surface appearance, the person they justify them self as. When they meet someone new, or are trying to maintain some composure of who they wish to appear to be. Which is much the same as the person they sometimes pretend to be. I'm considering more and more though that who people are is un-understandable and that no amount of words would serve to describe a person, because they would all be brutally inaccurate, at least to some degree. No one shares the same experiences and that is what makes our fears, our joys. And I'm considering that against all opposition the real reason we try to figure out people, is because we are really just all trying to figure our self out.
-stay beautiful
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