so coming here. ive met and seen and loved and hated more new people. and honestly i have more friends here now then i ever really ever had back home. and its nice. dont get me wrong. but seriously. let me tell you little sad kids something. and by kids i mean those not over the age of 21 or just getting over the hump of 18. i wont include preteens or teenagers because yes. those years are bumpy as fuck and generally a twisted ride of emotions from the get go which usually begins around the age of 11 or 12 or if your lucky much later like 13 or 14. anyway. let me just say. sure 18 is tough. 19 maybe even so. 20 yea. but seriously. be thankful for whatever it is you have. if you have a home. be happy. a bed to rest your pretty little head. be happy. a loving family. be happy. a sister or brother or both. be happy. and sure. if your life is fucked up horribly then yea. you have earned the right to be sad. or pissed or so fucking hurt you cant sleep because of the tears. but. if that isnt the case. if things are generally okay. then be fucking happy. because life could be a lot. and by a lot i mean a ton fucking worse. your family could be dead. you could have watched your mother and father slowly painfully die. you could lose your home. you could be starving. you could be so fucking cold that you have to wear 4 or 5 fucking layers of clothing. your entire fucking life as you know it and as you take it for granted could be swiftly torn apart. burnt up. turned to fucking ash. right infront of your pretty browneyes. and if you dont think it could happen. just wait for it. just wait for that day when those doctors tell you the bad news. or you get the bills you cant cover at all. or people let you down terribly. or you get the one thing you would and should die for taken away from you. so just wait. because it could and most likely will happen when you least expect it. so please save all of your pityme bullshit until then. save the poorme sadness. the me me me attitude. the fucking mylifeissohorriblebecausemymomletmedownshit. just save it. live now and smile. because it could and someday might be so fucking worse that you have a reason to carry that everyday burden of sadness with you. spare me on the pity shit. spare me on the being unhappy with every fucking thing because youre selfcentered and pouty. dont cut yourself until you have a reason to want to die. or a reason to not care if you die. and i know more then half of you out there pouting dont have a fucking reason to. so wait for it. and those of you who have had your heart ripped out and handed to you im sorry. im sorry for your pain. and i give you the right to hate those sniveling little babies who have it all and still whine and moan and bitch and whine. i give you the right. because i give myself the right.