blackrose

once i thought i don't give a damn of how people would judge me or how they bitch about me. but no, i mind. i hell mind if someone came up to me out of a sudden and slap me with a “slut” or whatever.

he told me,

what we are isn’t defined by ourselves, its determined by what other people think of us. what they say we are, that’s what we are. we are just faceless personalities people until someone attaches a characteristic to us. if u were insanely beautiful, but nobody ever saw, would you still be pretty? if u were smart but no one ever knew, would u still be smart?

how true? it does make a lot of sense.
owh well, you're nobody even in front of the mirror, it's the matter of how you carry yourself.
don't try too hard ;)