there will be no miracles here

I’m the kind of girl who is quiet in large groups or around people I don’t know; you only see the real me if we’re close. I smile and laugh a lot, especially at the most inappropriate times. I’m a hopeless romantic who’s too afraid to fall herself. I trip over air, up stairs, and over people’s feet. I am the hardest person to offend, but it is all too easy to make me feel horrible. I hate telling people about my problems; they don’t need to worry about me. I’m the one who listens to other people’s problems. I believe people should not be judged before one takes the time to get to know them, yet I am guilty of doing that exact thing. I love to think rather than talk. I prefer rainy, cloudy days to sunny ones. I’m awkward, clumsy, shy, strange… but this is me. Take it or leave it.

Right now, while you're sitting at home scrolling down your Tumblr dashboard, there is someone bringing a child into the world, someone has just fallen in love, someone is sleeping, someone just recieved a life changing sum of money, someone's getting married, someone is learning to read, a child just said their first word, someone is staring into space and someone is having the best day of their life. But, right now...someone has also just been told they have weeks to live, someone has just commited suicide, someone is begging on the streets just to be able to eat, someone has just lost the most important person in their life, someone is being held prisoner, someone is sitting in a factory working for 16 hours a day earning close to nothing. You're sitting on a chair, you have electricity, heat, food, clean running water and you have enough free time to read this. So before you start complaining about your own life, think of the others than wouldn't know how.