Try, try again they say.
Sometimes it feels the more you try, the more you work to attain a certain goal, the harder things may seem. That I feel, is dead on.
My entire life has been made up of nothing but struggles, heartache, pain, suffering, failures, regret. Every glimmer of hope I find, turns into... I can't even put into words. And yet... I keep trying. Keep keeping on. Why?
It's my way of telling this sick world we live in, this game we call life to go fuck itself. I will damn well make sure I find my happiness. I will have the life I dream of, damn the consequences, damn the discrimination, and damn society.
I'm sick of the life I'm living, so what should I do? Make a better one. One worth living and fighting for. Sure there are times when everything seems to much, and I could take the "easy way" out, but I'm not going to give the negative thoughts the satisfaction. What better way then to prove everything you went through, everything that screams "You will fail!" A big fuck you, and succeed.
Fight for what you believe in. Stay true to yourself. Be free. Be happy.
And most of all, if at first you don't succeed... Try, try again.