I have a show inside my brain, there's a main character, a sibling, a parent and a bunch of voices judging every decision the main character makes.
My brain can be characterized as a catastrophic event. I can't recall how many times I've not cared about people and how many times I thought I cared but didn't. Inside this brain of mine there's a bunch of black and red lines, too many too count. So let me start.
1. You're a criptogram, so many fucking things pass and go through you and yet you don't realize.
2. Despite all the beautiful things t hat come out of your mouth, how many of those do you really mean?
3. Jugding too much should be your god dammed job, at least now you finally have one and all those believers are your costumers.
4. Sometimes you need to listen and pay more attention, stop looking to the sky or the floor.
5. Stop resenting, move the fuck on.
Recruiters, friends, phobics and antiphobics, what am I really to you? Is there a meaningful significance to my existence?
Let go of what hurts, sometimes that's what make us stronger in the end.
Learn to forgive even if you aren't forgotten, learn to accept defeat and hate.
Stop thinking of how much of a failure you are, and how much of a help you are to others.
It's time to let go.
