messofagirl4ever

my innermost thoughts which i cannot express to anyone around me... i will put out here.
          	
          	from letters of heartbreak about boys who never will see them, to me questioning why i am the way i am, i will be fully honest.
          	
          	because someone needs to know what i'm thinking, other than myself.
          	
          	https://www.wattpad.com/story/203212873

messofagirl4ever

"Nothing brings a better world into being than the stated truth, now you might have to pay a price for that but that's fine. You're gonna pay a price for every bloody thing you do and everything you don't do. You don't get to choose to not pay a price, you get to choose which poison you're going to take that's it. So, if you're going to stand up for something stand up for your truth, it'll shape you because people will respond and object and tell you why you're a fool and a biased moron and why you're ignorant and then if you listen to them you'll be just that let much less like that the next time you say something. And if you do that for five years you'll be so damn tough and articulate and able to communicate and withstand pressure that you won't even recognize yourself."
          
          “The truth is what redeems the world from hell.”
          
          https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_BIgIDAcY3g
          (How to Gain Self-Respect And CONFIDENCE - Jordan Peterson | Success Advice)

messofagirl4ever

“What is it, to be a hero? Look in the mirror and you'll know. Look into your own eyes and tell me you are not heroic, that you have not endured, or suffered... or lost the things you care about most. And yet, here you are... a survivor of Hell's Kitchen... the hottest place anyone's ever known. A place where cowards don't last long. So... you must be a hero. We all are. Some more than others, but none of us alone. Some bloody their fists trying to keep the Kitchen safe. Others bloody the streets in the hope they can stop the tide, the crime, the cruelty... the disregard for human life all around them. But this is Hell's Kitchen. Angel or Devil, rich or poor, young or old, you live here. You didn't choose this town. It chose you. Because a hero isn't someone who lives above us, keeping us safe. A hero's not a God or an idea. A hero lives here on the street, among us, with us. Always here, but rarely recognized. Look in the mirror and see yourself for what you truly are. You're a New Yorker. You are a hero. This is your Hell's Kitchen. Welcome home.“ 
          - Karen Page