Stop your fucking bawling this instant. I am not here to comfort you, or to help you cry. I am not here to listen to your story and say, there there, everything will be ok. so stop your fucking crying.
You want to know why I don't care about your sadness? Because you shouldn't be sad. And I know, I know, this is serious shit, and its important, and you don't know what you are going to do now. But at the end of the day, it is the same shit that all of us go through.
For the past month I have been down and out. Over some broad that knows I love her, but doesn't love me. She thinks of my love only as being awkward. And she still wants me to be her best friend. On top of that, I am a failure in pretty much everything I do, and I have yet to do anything my parents can be proud of. But you know what?
I am fucking awesome.
Now, I will admit that I haven't held a dying man in my arms, or any serious fucking shit, but its all the same. People go through shit every day of their lives, and that is what life is. So grab a beer (or your favorite non-alcholic beverage), pop a top, and toast that you are still alive. Give a toast to those who aren't Those that died so you could be free. Gave their lives so you can hate yours.
You are fucking awesome. But, you don't want to admit it. You go through shit day in and day out, and you live. You are alive. This world cannot beat you. It cannot destroy you. There is no shame in defeat as long as the spirit is not conquered. So don't fucking give up. You are a good, decent person, who is in hard times. You deserve somebody. You deserve a hug. You deserve a kiss at night. You deserve a friend. Don't ever fucking think differently.
You.
Are.
Awesome.
Start fucking acting like it.
