People are mean.
They call us with names.
They stick labels on our foreheads.
They mock our weight. Say we’re fatter than the last time they met us.
They ridicule our skin. Say it looks darker than the last time they saw us.
They draw a thin freakin line. A required standards for each and every girl on earth to be a real beauty:
Skinny, long-haired, tall, feminine, with skin as fair as the snow in Desember.
I wonder, what do people get when they make fun of other’s physical appearances. A sense of contentment? an acknowledgement of their being better in life than others? or simply a manifestation of their resentments to us?
I don’t know. And, hell, I really don’t wanna know. All i know for sure is, i have never, never, ever called people with names. Let alone gesturing or calling them fat, short, dark-skinned, or ugly. I think it’s normal to hope that people treat me back equally.
So please, when you don’t really have anything to say, you better stop at ‘Hi’.
aghniasofyan 
Waaaah setelah baca ini kalau ketemu sama lo gue akan bilang, “Gila gila kok lo makin hitam dan melebar yah?”
Supaya lo sebel aja.
Wakakakakakakakakakak *tawa gagak jahat*
Eh udh lama ga ketemu sama lo ya Nya ternyata. Yok maen dimana gitu. Di taman lawang juga boleh.
Tp kyaknya klo ga ngomentarin orng itu,rasanya bibir ini gatel nya…hahaha.. Pdhal gw ga suka dikomentari, like pepatah yg bilang.. Gajah dipelupuk mata ga keliatan, semut diseberang sungai terlihat jelas.. Klo ada orng yg tmbah gendut/iteman dikit psti bawaannya pngn ngomentarin, tp klo gw yg gendutan berharap orng lain ga pd nyadar..hahaha… Miss nyanya, dan dachi (my lovely daughter)
biasanya kalo ketemu orang, mentok di Hi” kalo lupa nama. apa kabar? gmana sekarang? haha, basa basi busuk :p
tapi kalo ketemu yg udah deket pasti bakalan nanya “Hi, apa kabar? gimana sekarang?” <-- basa basi busuk juga. hahahaa