I understand that you don't understand. What you don't understand, is that I don't need you to.

I can only be me. Even when I don't really feel up to it.

I'm sorry you're bleeding, but I told you I don't play well with others...

Yes...

I retweet.

Isn't that kinda the point?

Spread the love and shit?

Mostly shit...

But that's your fault...

You cannot teach someone how to love. You can only show them.

You need not understand in order to accept. The first step towards developing an understanding, is simply accepting others for who they are.

Expecting perfection in yourself and others, is a waste of what could be a happy, fulfilling life. Human beings simply aren't made that way.

When you can face yourself in the mirror, look into your eyes, and know in your heart that you are a good person, you will have won at life.

A secret getaway. A place to vent our frustrations. A haven, where thoughts can be shared, and feelings understood. A place called Twitter.

It is never too late to become a kinder person. It is never too late to become someone who cares about others. It is never too late to love.

Dear Negative Souls,

Please stop being mean. We all experience enough of that in our everyday lives. Let us have our peace here.

Thanks.

My nomination for the best T-shirt award goes to the stud muffin in line at Walgreens. It reads "Some Dudes Marry Dudes. Get over it."

Occasionally, life will try to drain your will to live. Out of spite, live it anyway.

When unkind words are directed at you, leaving you feeling as though you don't fit in, stand tall. Remember, those who fit in, seldom shine.

If your life isn't occasionally a huge fucking mess, you're not really living it.

I may walk ahead of you, I may walk behind. Whatever my pace, just know, I am always by your side.

Follow me back to the place where we were happy. When we laughed in the face of chaos. Back to the place where nothing could ever stop us.

If you risk nothing, yet still believe your life will somehow change, you're an idiot.

When you simply cannot find the words to ease their pain, use your arms. Sometimes, a loving, comforting hug, may be all they really need.

It's weird, but sometimes when you let someone love you, they actually do.