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You know,

I sit here and,

I think about all the ways this world is terrible, terrible place to live in. I think about all the judgement that's been passed about me, I think about all the ways I struggle to get through. Then I think about the person next to me, I think about my friends, and how they're fighting with their circumstances each day. How we're just so much more than all the world ever paints us to be.

You know, just like how Katniss and everyone in the Districts fights against the Capitol.

I think about how the judgement passed on me by someone only comes from their insecurities and desire to be loved. I think about how every reaction I has leads to another action, and was caused by a separate action. That no matter how we go about it, we all belong to the same intricately weaved web. That there's really no way out from each other.

I think about all the grace and love that the world is missing, and I realise.

No one has got it easy. No one at all.

Besides the multi millions, some billions, people own. Despite the A***** celebrity status some have achieved, besides the every pinnacle of success anyone could ever think of wanting - we all started out the same.

Not from our births, our environments, our family. No. We all started out human. We started out feeling the same, having the same traps, foibles, desiring the same. And perhaps we still.

To all my friends, and everyone who is reading this post, -

You are a fighter. You are more. Never, ever stop fighting.

After all this time - Mraz's I'm Yours just never stops working for me.

(especially for C.)