“Do not believe it when you tell yourself you are too imperfect for this imperfect world.
And too fucked-up to care.
There will be people that tell you that cigarettes, bones and bruises are beautiful and that tear-stained cheeks are perfect for kissing. But I promise it doesn't seem that way at 4 am drinking black coffee and vodka from the bottle with no one you care about enough to drunk-dial.
Life will hurt you.
It hurts for everyone.
But it's okay to exist beyond the pain.
Why try to be a metaphor,
When you can be so so much more?”