The Girl There was a girl. That girl was lonely. A boy never came. To see it knowingly. The girl was upset. She cried every night. She thought no one loved her. And sadly she might be right. This was because she was almost invisible. No one notices her at all. Perhaps it was how she looked. No, she looked like a goddess. But it was through jealousy and hatred and betrayal. Her friends abandoned her. She was on her own. Was it bullying? They didn't know. Through all of this, the girl liked a boy. The boy like the girl. They didn't know each other. Love, is complicated. Lives are complicated. When I think about it, is this girl me? Or is it you?

Imagine you are with your best friend. Having fun, laughing and smiling. Now stop imagining and pop into reality. It will never happen in our society because of what the 21st century has become.

We live in a world where you have to be pretty to be noticed, or have muscles to have a #life. I see this as shit because everyone should have a chance.

Racism I believe that everyone is human. This meaning that color shouldn't matter. We are all human, are we not?

Mistakes Once in a while, you make a mistake, but once you fix it, it is erased.