Adolescents, as I am, are sometimes confused by what life means. Some say to die; but I say its the journey to our end is true reason for living

Who said all the men are bad? There's some good guys out there and when a woman is with us they expect to be hurt, but how are we, the good guys, to prove our worth when women are so judgemental?

One rarely lives out there lives by the whim of their wants and needs; it would be a much more darker world. But alas, it would be a better one at the same time.

You say I'm crazy, because I show my feelings and act like myself. Then who are all of you who hide them?

Hope.
Our Greatest Strength.
Our Greatest Weakness.