So a few weeks ago I went to an ATL concert (I’m the one in the middle) and everywhere I went I saw people better than me. It’s funny because everyone thinks I’m really happy but I’m not and I put this huge smile on my face. Music saves me. Fictional stories save me. I think I’m finally ready to accept that I’m okay the way I am and it’s all thanks to these people beside me. So if you hate yourself, just know you’re amazing and someone cares about you. Even if you don’t know. They do. I do.
So I’ve decided to post a picture of myself with the people I love.