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tonight on the metro, some kid about 16 or 17 years young caught my attention. i knew right away in the way he moved and held himself, that with every fiber of his being he strives to be seen as cool.

we waste so much time worrying what other people think about us, we think it's the most important thing in life. it's so foolish though. who really cares what you wear or who you know? i don't and God certainly doesn't.

i wish there was a way to convince everyone that those things have no true significance in what makes you a good person and friend.