The reason I live:

In my mind, I believe everyone is here to serve some sort of purpose with their lives. My purpose is to make those depressed and and sad around me happy. Although hanging out with a kid who is always looking at the bright point of view could get annoying...I manage to do it in a tolerable manner.

Friends is not the only reason...My mother emotionally uncontrolable suffering from anxiety due to my drunken dad and shit......She does so much for me and I live my life right now and work hard in school and at baseball so I can one day give back to her what she gave to me. Now I have not told you what fucked up shit I've gone through but she's done a lot and sacraficed a lot which is why I will not stop at anything to achieve my goals to make her happy and finally get what she deserves in lfe.

And this girl, she's amazing, like its so corny the way I put it..but she just really makes me happy feel complete. I just love being around her when my dad fucks up and does stupid shit to the family she's there to pick me up she's there to be with me...I love her...and I would do anything for her

Those are the reasons I wake up plain and simple. Life is a beautifull fucking struggle.

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A LIFE OF CHRYME