Nobody has it easy. Everyone has problems whether it's friends, family, school, money, food, or even shelter. You don't know what they go through. Nobody is perfect. So before you start judging, criticizing, or mocking remember, everybody is fighting their own war.
Were all walking around with glossy eyes. "I'm just tired," we say. but you know what? it's bullshit. yes, we are tired, but its not all from lack of sleep. we are tired of waking up with nothing to look forward to, tired of going to bed exhausted after doing a million things we find no enjoyment in doing. why can't people just say it? we've been conditioned to associate pain with weakness, sadness with coldness, loneliness with unworthiness, difference with disease, as if feelings are contagious. as if ambivalence is something not to be felt but to be feared. well, i say screw all of that. we are humans. we are meant to feel. to feel everything and to feel it openly.
It's weird that one person can make your day;; one person can make you smile like no one has before, one person can give you butterflies and yet that one person can hurt you more then Anyone in the universe can. ♥ ♥
When you call a girl fat or ugly, it's engraved into her mind. Every insult will stay with her forever, reminding her that she's worthless, disgusting, and unloved. Her mind will be programmed to put herself down, to hate herself and her body. Call her pretty? She'll remember it for a moment. Call her ugly? She'll never forget it. Because she's a slave to the pain that you never even thought about. ♥
Whenever I look through my baby pictures, I want to cry. Not only because I wish I was back at that young age, but because I see my smile, (and realize, that it was real, not fake.) I wish that /♥/♥/♥/♥/ I could just feel careless again.