Reasons to Put Down the Knife

Small...Pep Talk?

The things that people say to you may hurt.

They may seem like they mean it at the moment, but they are in just as much pain as you.
Maybe they are in even more.

The things they say are their own form of release. It's their form of release in a world that has recently gone to hell.

The world is shit, and I wish to change that as much as I possibly can.

Beccause in a shity world full of shity ass people, many people will need some form of release.

Maybe your form of release is writing. Maybe it's singing or playing in a band.

Whatever it is, keep at it.

Do anything you can to keep yourself from becoming another statistic.

Another number to aid in a percentage to make the world seem like every kid who wears black or listens to sad music is a suicidal cult maniac.

You are so much more than a statistic.

You are more than a number on a piece of paper or a username on a website, maybe much like this one.

You are a human being, and you deserve much more than happiness.

You deserve the world.

No, even more, you deserve the galaxy.
The Universe!

You are beautiful. You are amazing. You are You.

Don't ever let anyone ever tell you different.