It’s really weird thinking about how every person you walk by has a name and a personality and a group of friends you’ll never know and a messed up family or an awesome family or that they’re in love or that they’re depressed or are having the best or worst day of their life. There are a lot of people around and I’ll hardly know any of them.
I ALWAYS ASSUMED THIS WAS DONE BY HAND.
I don’t even know what to do with this information now that I have it
Everything I know is a lie. I thought this was one of those things that people actually still took time to do by hand.
You sicken me.