"Please don't expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand."

You know when you're feeling angry and sad and your chest itches and try to scratch it but it only gets worse once you realise it's all in your head. You get all these bad thoughts and you just want to let go and tell some one you're dying on the inside. You want to scream "Fuck you!" and "I can't do this anymore" but you care too much about everyone around you and - and you don't want to spoil their day with your shitty thoughts. What do you do? What happens then?

We are humans.

I have come to live in a place 

where people

judge.

What you eat,

What you wear,

The things you do,

The cars you drive,

The way you speak,

The color of your skin,

The God you believe in.

We are blind to notice.

It is up to you.

It is now.

Now. Now. Now