Late Nights.

When you're at a loss for words you're just left with yourself. Just you and your thoughts all alone in the middle of nowhere. You know it probably won't get you far, but somehow you can't stop yourself.

We question what we have at stake when we do something. We wonder if people will ever see us the same again. We wonder if what we're doing is really what we want to do or if we just do it so the world will see us a certain way we think we want to be.

But there is one thing though...

The people who care don't matter and the people who

matter don't care. 

The people who really have your back, they don't care how you are. They don't care what clothes you wear or how you look. They don't care if you're weird or not. They don't talk to you just because you look good that day or say nice things to you because they want something. lastly they really want whats best for you, even if sacrificing something to help you would hurt them.

Because I believe in intentions, and that's all that matters.