Trust is something we establish when we think someone is different from the rest or that that person will not hurt us or mess with our emotions, in a sense, it is a placebo of a feeling, and is only there to protect your emotions and stop you from having anxiety or worrying, it’s not always irrational, but in most cases, it is. Trust is very overrated, and should never be given away at no cost,...

What do you think?Is someone who smokes weed honestly a danger to humanity?Are people who choose to live their lives doing drugs honestly dangerous?Does it really make them a bad person?Or are they just living life their own way, and are we just selfish thinking that, unless someone lives life like us, they're bad?If someone goes against what we believe is wrong, does it honestly mean it's...

Just for a moment I want to let my mind do the typing, and not my fingers, I want to just bitch about everything that has been bothering, I want to make a point, I want to get it out there, no matter how offended some people are or how annoying I get, I’m going to speak my damn mind now, because I’m sick of keeping quiet, just watching the world crumble. This is the only world we have, and we...

So much loss and grief at this time, so much heart break, it's so hard to overcome. Dominik, one of my closest friends, I wish you were still with us, I would come out to the busstop after school and hug you and tell you how awesome of a friend you were. I want to cry on your shoulder about my problems and let you vent to me about yours, I want to share poetry and music and everything else, I want...

I was told high-school would be tough, but, I never knew that saying that would be such an understatement, high-school's been a shitty experience, stereo-types don't make sense to me, I simply see people doing what they like with their hair or clothes, and it makes me sick when people put them down for liking what they like, props to all of them who stand against the judgmental pricks, and...

Fake smiles, the laughter is a lie, I hide the pain, I make my eyes shine, I hide the tears, I don't cry anymore, I push it all back inside, I never tell a soul, I never let out my tears, I don't ever cry, I never tell people my problems, No one knows how I feel, and no one tries to help, I fake my smiles, I fake it all, I fake being happy, I fake my "good" life, I fake everything, that's just me....

I'm always ruining things, I strive too hard, I push too much, I put in too much effort and hope, but nothing good ever comes out of it, maybe I'm just not worth anyones time, maybe this is how I'm supposed to be, alone and scared, no one to be my superman, my hero. I feel like I'm one of those rotten apples at the bottom of the tree, like in that one poem, I used to feel like I was the good kind...