miércoles, 30 de octubre de 2013

Appearances and impressions. And tattoos.

c) Not my pic. All the rights to its owner
Moning folks!
That is how I sometimes feel for my tattoos when sb stares me down. May have someone with a knife nearby and donmt even think about it because people see what they want to see. I got tattoos. So I must be a low life, right? Not so. Got studies. Languages. I care for my animals, family and friends, eventhough I don't see them as much as I would want too. But my animals. Those I see every day and couldn't live without knowing they are well taken care of, the little rascal darlings lol

I'm also well read, well reared and educated. Tattoos were my choice. They tell a story. As Johnny Deep said:

So, that's it. I might tolerate your stares. Your curiosity. But your dislike, your staring me down... maybe it is you who should look for the problem. Inside you.

And remember...

... when you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares back at you.

BTW, nothing happened. It's just sth that popped into my mind. Sometimes people see an envelope and think they know what's inside 100% sure. And yes, I have a sixth sense that warns me off about people, and I know in a gut deep level I can't trust them or that I have to take care with them, or got an sketch about that person personality. But jumping from there to a judgement... that's a big leap, folks.

And with all of this... morning!!! :)

1 comentario:

  1. A quién no le guste que no mire... Y la envidia es muuu mala... Así que ni caso a quién mire con desprecio!