- Mood:
Love - Listening to: Hootie and The Blowfish - Time
- Reading: Caverns of Grey Ice
- Watching: nothing
- Playing: nothing
- Eating: nothing
- Drinking: mountain dew
To be honest this is probably one of the only causes that i have heard of that i can stand behind. It is selfless in its intent and is possibly one of the most true things on the planet. I know people who have battled depression, I knew people who commited suicide, I've dealt with it myself. I know what its like to be in a place where it seems like there is no escape, where you feel like no one cares and no one will help, where you dont want to talk about it. I've been there. I came back. She brought me back. She knows who she is. It's for her i write love on my arm. I felt so alone back then...more than once i thought about ending it; more than once she brought me back. I owe her my life. I stand by that. She gave me the one thing that saved my life. Love. To those of you who say its not real, buck the fuck up and stop your goddamn moping, I say instead show some love, be their savior, their hero. Be the one that enspires them to keep going. Remember that no matter who you are someone will always miss you and someone loves you, even if they dont know how to show it. I leave you with these words my friends, be the stand out, talk to the odd kids, the ones no one else will, the kids that are shy, the loners, the outcasts, be their hero, dont sit and watch as they are belittled, dont laugh at them, the things that nag at someone's heart are the things they knew they should have changed, things they could have changed. I know they nag at mine. I have been far to mean and horrible to some people when i have had no reason to other than the want, nay, the need to fit in. To them I want to say, I am so sorry. I will be the man i should have been, I will be the one to try and stop it. I know what it's like. I will help make the change. There is only one truth i know. To combat the darkness in our hearts, there is only one weapon. Love.
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ME: I should go eat my taco its getting cold.
LitCandle: GO EAT IT YOU FOOL!!!
ME: Eat what?
LitCandle: The taco.
ME: What taco?
LitCandle: ...
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ME: I should go eat my taco its getting cold.
LitCandle: GO EAT IT YOU FOOL!!!
ME: Eat what?
LitCandle: The taco.
ME: What taco?
LitCandle: ...
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ME: I should go eat my taco its getting cold.
LitCandle: GO EAT IT YOU FOOL!!!
ME: Eat what?
LitCandle: The taco.
ME: What taco?
LitCandle: ...
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A joke is a very serious thing.
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ME: I should go eat my taco its getting cold.
LitCandle: GO EAT IT YOU FOOL!!!
ME: Eat what?
LitCandle: The taco.
ME: What taco?
LitCandle: ...
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A joke is a very serious thing.
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ME: I should go eat my taco its getting cold.
LitCandle: GO EAT IT YOU FOOL!!!
ME: Eat what?
LitCandle: The taco.
ME: What taco?
LitCandle: ...
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A joke is a very serious thing.
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Mais où sont les neiges d'antan?
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