And I Wonder If Everything Could Ever Feel This Real Forever, If Anything Could Ever Be This Good Again...

LA buildings...

I have found that the weirdest looking people are usually the nicest. The punk next to you with a mohawk and too many piercings to count- yeah he probably visits his grandma every weekend. That girl with blue hair and black makeup all over her face- yeah she volunteers at battered women shelters after her regular job. That cholo who looks intimidating- he raises his younger siblings and never complains. I have known these three people in my life and I know that they were constantly misjudged because of their appearances.

The same goes for me too. When I had a lot of piercings I realized that I was treated much differently than when I took most of them out. Sales people would be really rude or not wait on as a last resort (and it could be because I am latina too). And all the while I would forget what was on my face because inside I was still the same person. Its a funny world.

So if this means that I am only friends with the so-called "weird" looking people then so be it. Cause truth be told they are the nicest ones. And I would like to think that I am included in that group too...