There’s something about the ocean that just draws me to it. The way the waves come crashing as if to make a point, tracing its steps back as if unsure of itself and again pushing forwards, as if “ah, what the hell”. I wish I was as brave most of the time. To express how I truly feel and not having to shut up because it’s “improper” and you’ll be “disrespecting people” when you say what’s real. Fuck, people need to be told what’s the truth sometimes. I need to be told what the truth is sometimes. We all make mistakes, we’re all human, as we’ve heard a thousand damn times. So why do you have to be all hush hush about the truth? People are like these buildings, never moving, thinking that they’re always right, and watching the traffic go by, thinking that they’re better than them. I know because I’ve lived through it. We’ve got to be more open about our feelings and we’ve got to be more accepting of our mistakes. It’s how we MOVE ON. It’s how we prevent mental illnesses. Stop training your kids to be as close minded as you are. See if what your parents are doing is right or wrong, if they are hurting other people in the process or not. It’s not worth being sorry after someone’s hanged themselves, or jumped off a building. Be a more accepting person.
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