I'm just putting all these thoughts out there because I'm tired of them running through my head. First of all, I hate it when I satisfy people and make them happy, but they don't make an effort to take one minute to return the favor. I have fucking feelings that are needed to be said like now. People don't realize how hard it is to fix myself, when they make me feel like fucking shit. So to all of those who think of themselves first than others. Fuck you. Because I certainly think of other people other than myself. Second of all, fuck society's idea of perfect. Nobody is perfect, and I clearly do not plan on changing myself because of what people say. If anybody is even reading this right now, which is not likely. You're beautiful, in every single way. I can't explain it. Honestly, you're beautiful. And those comments people say, fuck them. Those comments don't change them, they don't change you. Those comments don't make them any better. Those comments are lies. All lies. Fuck lies. Fuck society's idea of perfect. You're perfect in every single way. Speaking of lies. I cannot tell you how awful lies are to me. Lies make up a person, they make up a life, they make up a fantasy. Lies can bring you trouble in many ways. Lies will break you in pieces until you've gotten enough. Not only they break us, they leave scars. And everybody is scarred for life. I have not much to say about lies. Only that you can't trust people that much these days. And whoever you trust, it's the one. Because you can't go around trusting everybody, you're the person who has power over it. Just be careful. Fourth, secrets. Secrets, secrets, secrets, and secrets. Secrets and lies are a couple. They work together to make up this horrible thing we call life. Secrets travel everywhere, and you can't stop it. It's a bug. Some are lies, some are true. Honestly, who knows? I have a thing for secrets. They're far from anything I would start. I have never started any, ever. Well, that would be called gossip. But, whatever. Secrets can be held in a hand, but can be passed on. It's life, what can we do. Secrets also hide us from who we are in the world. They hide our identity. Which is the biggest of all. Who really knows who is who in this world? It's hard enough to trust people because we don't know them close enough. Last but not least, giving up is a big part of life. And I can't stand people giving up like it's nothing. Like they don't have the effort to make something good of themselves. Giving up not only makes you a failure, it makes you forget about all the chances you could've took. Chances, choices, and reasons. To all those people out there who are struggling through whatever. Have hope through everything. Your parents divorcing, cancer, any illness, lost of death, love, or etc. Keep holding on. Because things will get better along the way. I do not lie, and I always keep my promises. Things will get better if you try, if you try and try and try and never give up. I speak for the truth only. Please don't give up and fight through everything and everybody that comes to your way. I promise. Well, that's all I have to say. Hopefully somebody reads this and hopefully I helped them. It means a lot to me.