i don't know why i feel so revolted but praised at the same time.



why do people ever just care about appearances, especially the male species?
i guess its quite ironic of me to say this, considering i havent broken out of my appearance-inferiority bubble/complex, but still, i have that not because of what others think, but rather it's self-inflicted.

i think i'll still stick to my principles, because
i don't think there's much point to it unless you really like the person.

right?