And the story never ends

No one does give a shit but I feel like I wanna explain the fact that I call this "my tiny bubble".

You see, we all have our own bunch of people we feel comfortable with. Sometimes we manage to make these groups bigger and realize how many people there are in this world who come along with you very well. (not always very well despite the opinions though but usually).
So I figured that I can very easily loose myself by being with these sweet people. And that can damage me by brainwashing me in a way that I go around being sure that all the people are as beautiful as my friends are. Then suddenly someone gives you a tasty slap on your face which you will feel in several weeks to come.

I can explain that someone for you, He/She is:

- A homophobic person.
- A fanatical muslim. (You can find an observation about this below all the other shit)
- A false person.
- A man who look down on you when you talk openly about sex as a woman.
- A women who look down on you when you talk openly about sex as a woman.
- A racist.


That's it. There are many people I can't stand but who am I to judge? People living their life as they do. I don't decide. I have this tiny bubble which usually welcome any kind of person in it. We can talk, we can chat and if it becomes too dramatic we just move on with our own bubbles.
But the groups I mentioned are the ones I've shared some sort of conversations with. And these are the ones who make me realize that I'm living as blind as they do. In my bubble there is no such a thing as sexual orientation. Cause you could never define sexuality based on only a dick or a pussy. For me it's about attraction and personality.
And a homophobic person find homosexuality a sickness in his/her bubble. This person make me sick as much as I make her/him sick. So it's 50/50!

So this was the fairy tail behind my new green blog! Don't forget the observation downstairs and don't forget to brush your teeth before you go to bed. Kizz




¤Observe that it is Islam I mean and not any other religion. Cause in my life, which is also my tiny bubble I've only met fanatical muslims who've been trying to change my way of living. And there are two types of them: 1- The one who didn't give a shit about religion before 1979 but after 1979 (the Islamic revolution in Iran) he/she HAD to lick ass to survive. By that I mean some Iranians inside Iran and some off course outside who might work at the embassies and shitplaces like that. By calling themselves muslims they can give each of their children one car, Iphone and a macbook. 2- The one who comes from an arab country and hate you because you are iranian and don't accept Islam the way they do. They wanna change you because they can't stand the fact that you didn't fall for their bullshit like they did. And dear friends I'm not talking about every "arab" in this case. Only the one who behaves this way.