From me, to you.

Instead of doing homework like a normal fucking person, I wrote a letter to Patrick Stump. Yeah, you heard me. Patrick Stump, that insanely talented dude. Now that I sent it, I’m nervous as hell and feel kinda ridiculous that I sent it. 

But in a way, not really. I think maybe he is comforted by the kind words people send him. I don’t understand why they can be so nasty to really good people for no apparent reason, and that honestly makes my heart break.

I don’t know the guy obviously, but it reminds me of those who are picked on now. I have a family member who is constantly picked on because of how “weird” she is. She’s super smart, kind, and has great drawing and singing skills. She’s only in elementary, and feels like these are the toughest things she’ll have to face. Isn’t it sad how people can’t openly be themselves? Express whatever their message is and have people accept them. If you think it’s bad, keep your mouth shut and move the fuck on. Go off and find whatever it is you like, your negativity is not needed anywhere.

I come from a family that give off nothing but negativity. I try my best to live differently. Of course, my anger gets the best of me, but I won’t take it out on those who don’t deserve it. Hell, not even those who do. 

All I as from people is to be kinder to one another. Kindness goes a long way.

I probably sound like this girl..