Misfit toys

Sometimes you have to realize that in order to reach your full potential you have to be broken. Like a pair of hiking boots or Chacos. Even pointe shoes, the most beautiful elegant shoes that a human can wear, they have to be broken and worn down before they can function properly and do what they were built to do.

Sometimes you have to accept that. Accept that you are somewhat of an outcast and that it'll be a long long time before you can really admit that you're perfect. Disappointment doesn't haunt you when you realize that you can't be perfect and please everyone, including yourself. You're supposed to be imperfect and broken, in order to really build you up and to shape you into the beautiful person you always were and are becoming.

Outcasts and misfit toys have their own Island on the same planet as everyone else. It's often the late bloomers that are the most beautiful. And it's okay to be scared, it's okay to cry, scream, and sleep off those demons even if they just come right back. It's just important to know that you're never really alone. When you're alone you have yourself, which is often someone you lose when you give yourself to people too often. It's just a thought, not trying to be poetic or anything, but I really believe that when you get dumped you find yourself again and sometimes that goes with not just romantic partners but friends as well. My dad told me that you're just a combination of the five people you hang out with the most. I'm pretty sure that I'm 1/5 Scott Pilgrim.

I heard a funny joke last night by this poor guy that has terrible anxiety on AGT.

"I don't always cry myself to sleep, I have insomnia."

Sometimes it's just real nice to love people that have buckets of hidden tears.