I'm a hater of this world. I hate how people define other people. I hate the criticism. I hate how the world can make someone want to take their own life just to escape the pain. I hate a lot of things. You may say hate is a strong word and you shouldn't hate anything. In all reality the only thing you shouldn't hate are other people. Always love them. Never judge. Appreciate. Smile. Laugh. Cry together. Be there for one another. That's how i see it. But you can hate how this world is. I believe you can. Because if you didn't hate the murders and suicides and all the criticism and defining of other people i don't know who you are. But i know who i am. I'm a mess. But i am a beautiful mess. I'm in love with Jesus. I'm not perfect. I make mistakes. I say things i shouldn't. But i enjoy the little things i life. Like the way someone smells the roses for the first time and their faces light up. I enjoy how the ocean crashes into the sand. I enjoy the rain dancing on the ground. I enjoy the sun as it beats down on my face. I enjoy people's company. That's who i am.
