Behind every tear I’ve ever shed is a stronger will to get past all the bullshit. I’ve had hurtful words woven within the folds of my brain matter. I’ve been neglected, and blamed constantly and no matter how apparently useless it is, I don’t stop trying. Nobody can ever say, that I gave up on anything if I wanted it.

And I want it. I just want to find a balance between all good things that I’m trying to accomplish, and for once - people that care, care to show that they’re happy for me, and that they’re proud of me. So in the back of my mind, I’ll act like 100% of my heart isn’t a block of fire and ice. I do it for you, and for you, and for you, and I’ll try my best to do it effortlessly.

If all things should pass, show me something that’s everlasting.