When I was a young boy
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band
He said, "Son, when you grow up
Would you be the savior of the broken
The beaten and the damned?"He said, "Will you defeat them
Your demons, and all the non-believers
The plans that they have made?"
"Because one day I'll leave you
A phantom to lead you in the summer
To join the black parade."

                                                          ~My Chemical Romance Welcome To The Black Parade

In today's society, we're all plagued by something. Depression, anxiety, social awkwardness, racial and homophobic slurs, directed at someone, somewhere, somehow, everyday. We hear the negative voices in our heads telling us we'll never be good enough, strong, brave, skinny or pretty enough for anyone to ever love us. We're told by others that we should die, kill ourselves, that we should just shut up and go away because we are to annoying, to hated to be part of anything. 

Let me tell you something fellow loner. And listen up because this is a few words of wisdom from the Broken One. I am someone whose lived her whole life trying to figure out who the heck I am, where I fit in, how I can change myself to be a better person, someone accepted by her peers. Who can fit in and not get bullied anymore. Here's the thing however. I've realized.....I give not a care in the whole world, no, the omniverse.

See? Here's my cup of care. Oh, wait. It doesn't even exist. 

And wouldn't you know it? I've made more friends by acting that way than anything else. As soon as I hit high school BOOM I suddenly had about four new friends who treated me as their equal. Of course, the inevitable happened. I built up in my head that they all secretly hate me, and while they don't, they sure've voiced that I could be quieter, nicer. I want you to learn the difference. I didn't know it at the time but there's a difference between someone saying that in a bad way, and someone saying that to help you grow as a person. They are helping me grow. They have helped me see what the world is really like outside my little self-concerned bubble. Doesn't everyone need someone like that?

I know that because the world treats you like you are trash, just a worthless nothing, you build walls. You push away the people that could help you grow, be happy and make you feel loved. And you may not believe it at first or maybe you just haven't found that person yet. But please don't give up on it. 

Friends are the stars that light up our eternal darkness, that keep us warm through our darkest night. 

The point of this rambling? Be open, stop caring what others say, because the only words that should ever matter are from the people who light up your darkness.