I really hate the world, I really do. But not because I have a shitty life. Not at all. In fact i love my life. I hate it because of the people. All everybody does is complain and hurt each other. It’s so unnecessary. It’s ridiculous. I don’t care, I’ve taught myself to be strong, and people can say whatever they want to me, and it won’t bother me. I thought about what I have to look forward to, and it kept me going. I still look forward to where I’m going, but not to keep me strong, I don’t really have to think about being strong anymore, it’s second nature now. I may be quiet, but I’m truly the only happy person in my family. I love everything about my life, in fact. I love my best friend. She is absolutely amazing, and she understands me always, and we have most of the same views on life, so it works out. My girl is absolutely amazing. Her name is Kate, and she never ceases to amaze me. Sure, our age difference restricts us, but she has become my world. She has these beautiful blue/green eyes that are my favorite part of her, and I will always remember them.
I say, fuck the world, you’re more important.
I was also raised by dragons, so don’t underestimate me.