If you have ever; taken a blade to that beautiful body of yours, skipped a meal at least once on purpose, cried yourself to sleep because you weren't "good enough", tried any form of self harm, thought of/attempted suicide, repost this. Let's see how many of us there are

The boy you punched in the hall today committed suicide a few minutes ago. That girl you called a slut in class? She's a virgin. The boy you called lame? He has to work every night to support his family. That girl you pushed down the other day? She's already being abused at home. That girl you called fat? She's starving herself. The old man you made fun of 'cause of the ugly scars? He fought for our country. The boy you made fun of for crying? His mother is dying. You think you know them? YOU DON'T! Re-post if you're against bullying! I bet 99% of you won't.. but REPOST this if you're that 1% with a heart

Admit it. You aren’t like them. You’re not even close. You may occasionally dress yourself up as one of them, watch the same mindless television shows as they do, maybe even eat the same fast food sometimes. But it seems that the more you try to fit in, the more you feel like an outsider, watching the “normal people” as they go about their automatic existences. For every time you say club passwords like “Have a nice day” and “Weather’s awful today, eh?”, you yearn inside to say forbidden things like “Tell me something that makes you cry” or “What do you think deja vu is for?”. Face it, you even want to talk to that girl in the elevator. But what if that girl in the elevator (and the balding man who walks past your cubicle at work) are thinking the same thing? Who knows what you might learn from taking a chance on conversation with a stranger? Everyone carries a piece of the puzzle. Nobody comes into your life by mere coincidence. Trust your instincts. Do the unexpected. Find the others…" -Timothy Leary

I like all sorts of music. I don't care about the singer. If I like a song I will listen to it