This is for the girl in her bathroom who poses in front of the mirror with the camera she's awkwardly holding in her hand, with her other hand in one of those gangster peace signs. She'll take a billion photos until coming up with one she's happy with, which obviously looks nothing like her, and after she's done, will post one on her nex, myspace, whatever page and then write something along the lines of " I don't give a **** what you think about me ♥."

This is about the guy who goes to school, gets beaten up - for no reason by the way - picks up his books, and goes to class. Its a routine. The next day, repeat.

This is for the girl in her bed, crying herself to sleep every single night. Every single night.

This is about us all. Every one of us. Who all seem to know deep down that it's incredibly hard to be alive and interact with the world around us but will try and cover it up at any cost. It doesn't matter how cool we try to be, we're all just one sentence away from being brought to the edge of tears and explosion, if only it was worded right. That's all it takes. And I don't want to act immune to that anymore. I'm really, really done with that.

And really, we're not that diverse. And that truth is going to catch up with us whether we want to run from it or not. Its just a fact you have to embrace, and honestly, I haven't yet. Not yet. So all I want to do is to shed some light on how we're not all that different.

What now, then? I can only really say for myself: Enjoy who I am, enjoy life, enjoy everything good. Be vulnerable but stay away from where it hurts. Read tons. See more concerts. Of any kind. Go to an art gallery. A library. Have an adventure. Create more music. Download classical music. Wear hoodies to dinner.

And, root for others.

I'm going to be quiet now.

Brit.

oh wait, one more thing...I didn't add the clubs because I think it'd just ruin the mood. so, i'm sorry about that. Hope everyone doesn't mind.

Okay, I'm going quiet, really, now.