Bacon, Baruchel & Zombies

You know what you are? You are what you love. You are the ideas you want to talk about so, so badly but you keep your mouth closed because no one else seems to care. You are your favorite sweater, the one that’s much too big but reminds you of home. You are the quotes you save to your phone. You are the books you hold dearest to your heart. You are the way your eyes light up when your favorite movie comes on the telly. You are the way you fall in love with characters in stories, the way you convince yourself that they’re real, because maybe they truly are. You are the songs you can’t stop singing, the stories you can’t stop telling, the people you can’t stop loving. You are the times you can’t stop laughing because of something only you find funny. You are not wanting to leave your bed on rainy mornings. You are laying awake at night, wishing something would happen. You are the food you would eat every day if you could. You are your family. You are your friends. You are what touches your heart. You are what paints your soul. You are what you love. But you know what else you are? You are the bad times you’ve had, the way you’ve handled the mistakes you’ve made, the days when you cry your eyes out. You are the days when you don’t know what you’re doing with your life. You are the things that make you cry. You are the tears as well as the laughter, the fears as well as the joys. And that’s what makes you so beautiful. Because you’re everything. You’re not perfect, and you never will be. But you’re a thousand million little things all tumbling together in a vast, diverse assortment. You’re miscellaneous! You’re a composition, a book, a fairy tale, a painting, a song. And so is every person you meet. On the street, in the hallways at school, next to you on the plane. Every man is a story. Read.

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