Friendship
Superficiality requires the adherence of a code that is relentless and unforgiving. It makes me afraid to speak my heart for fear of segregation.
Am I superficial…? At times yes but I try not to be.
Seeing with my heart can so often be blotted out by beauty, wealth, strength and such. These things don’t make a man or a woman the heart / motive does. Yet, it’s so easily lost in group settings where i can perform to entertain the crowd at anothers expense.
Choosing to be kind doesn’t come naturally to me. But it’s better to keep quiet then to put down someone else to look good.
Friends are worth the time it takes to appricate the heart more than their outward appearance.
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