I believe

I believe in happiness.
I believe in equal rights for all.
I believe in gay rights.
I believe in women’s rights.
I believe in animal’s rights.
I believe in world peace.
I simply can’t understand people who can look at someone and judge them based on something as trivial as the color of their skin, their gender or their sexual orientation. In my eyes, these things are as unimportant as hair color, or eye color. It’s one small piece of information that absolutely does not tell you everything there is to know about that person.
I have friends who are gay and I see the pain they feel everyday day with being called a “faggot” or some other immature and hurtful word. The way I see it, if a man isn’t comfortable being around gay men, that man isn’t comfortable with his own sexuality and it has more to do with the person saying the word, than the person whom it was directed at.
I’ve learned that being gay isn’t something you can change. It’s just the way you’re born. People who believe gay’s can be “cured” need a serious wake up call.
I know one person in particular hasn’t become open about being gay because he knows that his parents will no longer speak with him once they find out. I’ve told him time and time again that if they aren’t going to speak to their own son simply because of the gender he is attracted to, then they don’t deserve to have him as a part of their lives.
Some of my very best friends are gay or bisexual, girls and boys alike. Some I found out about after we became friends, and some I knew about before we were friends. I don’t see any bit of difference, and I know that my life wouldn’t be the same without them.
Gay, straight, Black, white, woman, man, Christian, Buddhist, atheist.
In my eyes we’re all people, and we all deserve a chance to find true happiness.

I feel empty. I feel like I’m the shell of the person I used to be. I feel like this is all a dream and eventually I’ll wake up and I’ll be myself again.
I go through the day, being the same person I ever was, laughing, smiling. Then at night, when I’m laying in bed I feel like none of it was real. It’s all just a blur.
And I don’t know why. Nothing in particular has happened to me to make me unhappy.
I’ve felt this way since the beginning of the Christmas break. I’ll find myself just feeling like I’m about to cry, and not knowing why. People ask me what’s wrong, and I find myself not having an answer because I simply don’t know. Some days I’ve just wanted to lay down, and not do anything.
The only word I can find to describe the way I feel is “blah”.
I wish I knew what was causing this, because then maybe I could fix it. But I just have no idea.

Friendship is certainly the finest balm for the pangs of disappointed love.

I feel like everyone has these expectations of me, and lately, one by one I’m slowly but surely letting everyone down. My parents, my friends, my teachers.
It’s like everyone thought I was this responsible, nice, smart, good person and everyone is realizing that I am none of those things.
I just wish no one ever had any good expectations of me, because then I would never be letting someone down.
I just don’t feel like I’m good enough anymore. I don’t want to eat, and I don’t want to talk, and I don’t want to go anywhere or do anything but lay in bed. Not even to sleep. Just to lay down and think. I’m not even sure what I’m thinking about. Just everything, I guess.
It feels like I’ve made this great little world out of all my friends, and my family and my grades. For a while now, everything has been going great. Everyone’s been happy, and there hasn’t been any drama. Over the past few weeks, all of a sudden, it’s like the walls are caving in around me. And I have no where to run. No one to protect me. No one to tell me everything is all right. I think that’s because deep down, we all know everything isn’t going to be all right.

I miss you

I’m not going to lie anymore. I’m going to be honest. I’m going to be honest with you, but more importantly, I’m going to be honest with myself.
I miss you.
There, I said it. I miss you so bad it hurts. But I don’t wish we were still friends. I don’t wish we still talked. I only wish you hadn’t changed. I wish you were still the person I used to love. If you were, there isn’t a doubt in my mind that we would still talk, that we would still be the best of friends. Because when you were that person, you were one of the greatest friends I ever knew. I think I got to see a side of you that no one else saw. Because no one cared for you like I did. And I know the reason no one liked that we were friends is because no one saw the wonderful, generous, funny person I knew. I wish they’d had the chance to see that side of you, because if they did I know they would have loved you too.
I know that I need to move on though. I know that what we had is something we’ll never have together, ever again. That makes me sad, because I know it was special, but happy because I know that the pain is over. Also, I know that if I could change things, and make you the person I used to know so well, that I would. But that won’t ever happen. We’ve both made decisions that have influenced our relationship in one way or another.
So I guess all I’m saying is that I miss the you that I used to know. I want you to know how much you meant to me, and how often I think about you. I love you. Even if you aren’t the same person anymore, I know that person is still deep down inside of you.
I don’t know where the world is going to take us, but I can only hope you find true happiness, whatever happens.

The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be only the beginning.

You don’t have to do this.
You don’t have to do this to yourself.
We’re here for you, you know we love you.
You know I’m always here if you want to talk about it, if you want some advice or if you just want to let off some steam.
What you’ve chosen to do is the last possible thing I think you should ever have to resort to. I know that I can’t possibly know what you’re going through right now, and I’m not even going to try and understand how much pain you must be feeling. But making that choice isn’t going to fix anything. In many ways it only makes it worse.
I know that you put up walls, and that although on the outside you’re laughing and smiling, I know that you’re broken on the inside. But we’re here. We’re all here for you. I will do whatever it takes to make you better. To make you happy. To make you smile, and really smile. I want you to be honestly and genuinely happy.
You’re one of the greatest people I’ve ever met, and you don’t deserve anything but the best. I know that, and we all know that, the only person who doesn’t know that, is you.

You've got troubles, I've got 'em too. There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you. We'll stick together to see it through cause you've got a friend in me.
There are so many people who just seem to make life worthwhile. They're there for me when I want to laugh, or cry. They always support me, and they always know exactly what to say.

They are my whole world, and I couldn't live without them.