This story is honestly what my life is like in real life, but I don't kill myself because I know that it can only get better, I've been down and out for years, until I met my first friend Anthony, it's kinda bad im sixteen but just now made a friend, lol, but in all reality its not, im mature enough now to where I can keep a friend, and understand and apologize if I fuck up. The moral of the story is; dont let no motherfucker bring you down, because they're doing it becaus they are down and out themselves, you gotta keep a smile on your face and in your heart and know that someone cares, even if you feel like there is no one out there that does, I do, I may not know you, but I know your struggle and im proud of you, and love you, and care about you like family, becaus in my eyes everyone is family, we gotta play these bullshit hand of cards we are dealt and flip an and not expect no help. If you ever need someone to talk to, just send me a message on here, or a shout out, because im here, no matter what, just remember the vastness judging you, aren't perfect either. So stay strong and Keep Calm and Carry On.
