Some times you will feel someones thousand year old pain and you will realize how it translates to your own. And what you Must do is let it enevelop you entirely. And you must hurt. In the deepest way you can and then more. Because something will happen then. You will understand and you will be understood. And with that you can either be scared into shame or be loved into beauty. And l've learned from both to always, every time, choose the latter. And the thing is, that is between You and Them. Not everybody. Your experience is your own. Take pride in that! Scream "NONE OF YOU TRULY KNOW ME". They never will. Stop waiting for them to. You know you. And the dead people know you. So live, and let those dead people stay alive through you. That is grief when its evolved out of Sadness. There is always love for us, when we know it exists. Don't forget it exists. Don't ignore it exists. We will always love you

keep pushing. This world was not made for You, and this world will not Conform for You, so don’t Conform for It. That disconnect will bring you pain or pride, depending on how you see yourself. Look with your set of eyes. Yours.

fuck every thought. What is around you and what can you do to it. Or for it. Be angry be ugly be flamboyant be reflective be honest be helpful be scrutinizing. Dont be callow dont be righteous dont be rigid dont be dogmatic. Sharpen your teeth and choose your words precise and dont pull your punches because you shouldn’t pick fights where you’re punching down anyway. On that note, pick fights you don’t know if you’ll win. And put everything into them.

we all will find the love we need and we will all be ok and the pessimism is a tool for self mutilation manufactured and distributed by those too coward to draw blood firsthand

#FiveBeersIn and just upset and just dont know