i don’t understand how people’s whole lives are dictated by one thing like i can’t stick to anything longer than a week if it’s challenging or demanding
i don’t understand how people’s whole lives are dictated by one thing like i can’t stick to anything longer than a week if it’s challenging or demanding
the biggest paradox is that if i took out the bad bits it wouldn’t be you and im in love with you, not you minus this this and that
i went on a run with my brother at like 9 o’clock tonight and it was the best run i’ve been on in a very long time and it was not planned at all
isn’t everyone supposed to love everyone else? i think it’s really important that other people do that and the very first thing kids should be taught is to love and respect every person for who they are because sometimes the way a person is, while different, is not bad and sometimes a person who is bad doesn’t need everyone to give up on them they need people to support them.
if you are homophobic we cannot be friends.
if you don’t think all people deserve to be equal we cannot be friends.
if you are closed minded we cannot be friends.
if you think the deaths of innocent people are excusable and not your problem, because you are simply “following your god” we cannot be friends
if you refuse to even begin to consider that just maybe your world view is flawed we cannot be friends
yet somehow i can still love you, because you are a person, and people make mistakes, and people get mislead, and people lash out, and people are humans and humans are magnificent and i can’t help that i love all of them and that there is one that i love more than the rest
but in loving you i will try to change you, because i think you are missing out on the greatest thing life has to offer to you, and that is loving all of the people, in varying degrees, regardless of their flaws and their oddities and their hates and their loves
living your life steeped in hate and prejudice and constantly attacking and feeling attacked makes me so sad for you and i want better for you
i want you to be happy
i compare myself to a dog too often but one time a mystic lady came to my house to try to cure my dad and she told me my spirit animal is a dog so hey i think that gives me free reign
i am so tired and it is so late and i still have to shower and i am unsure of how i feel about all kinds of things and it sounds like i am typing my essay because the keyboard is clicking but actually i’m writing this post that no one will likely interact with because it is just not that kind of thing and i want to go to sleep and maybe typing will help me want to type the essay yeah i’m gonna pretend that isn’t complete bullshit and maybe just maybe all of my dreams will come true tomorrow the only thing is i am not quite sure what my dreams are and if they were to come true would i even notice cause what if it wasn’t what i was expecting what if my every desire was granted tomorrow and i realized that i had never actually wanted the things i think i want. but on the other hand i know what i want but it doesn’t want me so i’ll just keep living like a kicked puppy that can’t put faith in something it doesn’t believe in and is now being shamed for it despite all kinds of nice puppy things it can do like cuddling and loving and being nice
assigning a useless research paper in the last three weeks of school is cruel and unusual and it should not be something teachers are allowed to do
