July 11, 2012

• What’s meant to be, will be

  

  We all need a little help sometimes. Someone to help us hear the music in the world. To remind us that it won’t always be this way. That someone is out there. That someone will find you.

  

  

  

  

  Over the past year, I’ve learned so much about love and life. Even if I could, I wouldn’t take back all the things I’ve done because they got me here, to this moment.

  

  

  

  

  When you make a mistake, don’t look back at it long. Take the reason of the thing into your mind, and then look forward. Mistakes are lessons of wisdom. The past cannot be changed. The future is yet in your power.

  

  

  

  

  

  Not every pretty girl in shorts is a slut. Not every fat girl isn’t trying to lose weight. Not every girl who listens to screamo wants to kill herself. Not every girl who self harms does it for attention. Not every girl with glasses is a complete nerd. Not every girl who is unattractive is single. Not every girl is what you think of her. Look deeper before you judge.

  

  

  

  

  

  

   

  Dear whoever is reading this, I understand how rough things are right now. I just want to let you know that things will get better, I promise. Keep holding on just a little bit longer. I know you feel like nobody really cares. You’re wrong, stop denying it. I care, otherwise I wouldn’t be writing this. You’re not alone, we may be miles away but we’re all going through the same things. Please keep holding on.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  I think what’s wrong with the world is that no one says what the feel, they always hold it inside. They’re sad but they don’t cry. They’re happy but they don’t sing or dance. They’re angry but they don’t scream. Because if they do, they feel ashamed, and that’s the worst feeling in the world. So everyone walks with their heads down, and no one sees how beautiful the sky is.

  

  

  

  

  

   

  People think they know you. They think they know how you’re handling a situation. But the truth is, no one knows. No one knows what happens after you leave them, when you’re lying in bed or sitting over your breakfast alone and all you want to do is cry or scream. They don’t know what’s going on inside your head – the mind-numbing cocktail of anger and sadness and guilt. This isn’t their fault. They just don’t know. And so they pretend and they say you’re doing great when you’re really not. And this makes everyone feel better. Everybody but you.

  

  

  

  

  

  You expect the worst, the worst will happen. You are your own stress, your own anger, your own saddness, your own frustration. If you let things bother you, they will. So don’t let them. Just be happy. Nothing in life is easy, so make the best of it all. Don’t dwell on the negatives.

  

  

  

  

  

   

  This is failure. It’s that moment when you realize that a choice you made, or something you did, has fully changed the course of your life. But what matters even more than this truth is what you do choose to do once you know it. The tendency may be to curl up in the fetal position and wait for things to improve. But if you can somehow manage to take a breath and look around you, you might just spot another path you hadn’t seen before. It may not be easy to walk, especially the beginning. But all that really matters is that it’s there.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  I suffer in silence. I don’t cry in front of people. I can smile, despite how bad things are. I will always put you before me. I leave my phone on at night just in case someone needs me. It’s because I love everyone else more than I could ever love myself. What can I say, I’m just a screw up with a good heart.

  

  

  

  

  

  

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