Let's talk about the reason why I'm still alive. I do not live to be an average person. I want to be me. I live to be bold, to stand out. I live to be loud, to be unique, and to be special. I'm not your everyday girl with your everyday story. I'm a small town girl with small town things. I live for the small town vibes, the freedom, the way you know everyone and everyone knows you. The world knows your enemies. In fact, your small town *is* your world. I live for the future. I live for the past. I live right now. I live for that reason to say that I'm still alive, even after all I've done and all I've lived through. I can't back out now. Or ever. I live because I've screwed up. Over. And over. And over again. And I can guarantee that I won't stop screwing up. It makes me who I am. I will never forget that. I live for a voice, so I can speak, so I can shout my opinions whenever I please. I live because I fear the world cannot function without me. I live for the people I love, and the people who love me, and I don't want them to stop loving me. I live not because I don't want to die, but because I do. I have to escape the thoughts, the memories, the bad dreams, but why can't I still do that when I'm alive? I do not have to die. I live because I try, and I want to keep trying. Every. Single. Day. I never want to give up. I live because I do not know what's behind the door after death. Could be heaven. Could be hell. Could be a start of a new life waiting for me. But do I really want to know what's behind those doors? Am I destined to find out? What if there's nothing? Like, a tiny, dark room with 4 small walls. No way in. No way out. What if I'm stuck there? I live because I don't know how to do anything else. All I've been doing is living ever since I was born, what if dying's not any better? No, but what if it is? I'll never find out, and if I do, I'll never tell. I live for the chance to travel the country. To see the world. To breathe in air that's not native to me. I live for all the things you need to survive: food, water, air and shelter. I live for morning runs and warm afternoons and pretty sunsets. I live for finding love and drenched in warm, passionate kisses. I live for romance on trampolines and jumping out my 1st story bedroom window at 2 in the morning. I live for turning my tears into poems and turning my life story into a metaphor. I live to dream. I live to think. I live to explore the depths of my imagination in the middle of the night. I live to be proud of who I am and what I've accomplished. I will do and accomplish more in the life that I'm in. I live to tell you why I'm alive. What are your reasons?