I think it's pretty ridiculous to sit back and think that we've changed the horse so much, without realizing that they have changed us an awful lot too.

But when you are being physically and psychologically tortured, it is difficult to remove yourself from the pressingness of the moment at hand. Here's how I dealt with bullying: I cried, I hated myself, I hated my life. I didn't deal with it, I survived it, but I never dealt with it. So here are two tips from someone with lots of experience. 1: It's not about you, it has nothing to do with you, it's about the assholes doing it to you. 2: Your job is not to deal with it, your job is to survive it, which you CAN do because it WILL end. And then yes, it will get better.

But the truth of the matter is, to live a good life, as a good person, it doesn't matter how you got there. It just matters that you do.

You are always a little bit wrong

Some days, it seems to me like the purpose of life is to convert energy into beauty.

It seems no matter what I read I think 'this is not Harry Potter.'

Welcome to the degeneration of my mind.