It’s hilarious when you see people writing “this person is so beautiful” under reblogged pictures of people looking sad and talking about cutting and then they turn around and look at an actor or actress and say “wow, he’s/she’s so ugly, I would never watch this movie”. Oh, and you know what’s funnier? When you see people posting things like “often the most beautiful people are the most ignored” and then they go to school and ignore that annoying kid in class because he or she is gross or annoying or dumb. “I felt bad, but then I saw him and gross, I just stopped feeling bad.”
It’s hilarious how some people all of a sudden become saints once they’re online and the anonymous button isn’t clicked.
You know, the success of your victim doesn’t justify your actions. You know, sometimes, in fact a lot of the times, the ignored people and the hurt people aren’t what you’d exactly call beautiful. And sometimes that’s what makes helping them and being kind to them such a wonderful thing to do. Because it’s hard. Because they might be annoying, because they might be weird, because they might have unpleasant breath and because they might not know what’s the most polite thing to say. And that fact that being nice to those people is hard makes being kind to them all the more wonderful.
