Didn't feel like coding today. So who actually am I? I mean sure a regular girl or scratcher or whatever right? Who actually cares? A few people I guess. I have a life, a pretty good one at that. I spend my time on scratch at 16 years old for fun. I have tons and tons of friends and I even got a Bf(Best friend). So who am I? No one. No one special. I am nobody. I'm a regular person. I will always be, right? No that's not what I want. I don't want to be regular. No one is regular. What human being goes out thinking "I wanna look at the park." People made these things. I wanna make a legacy. I wanna change everything. I want to be someone you remember, even if you forget me. There will be something you can search up and say "Oh that was this person." Leave it at that, but no. Without that person or people none of this would be possible or real. People made cars, boats, houses, other people, toys, games, television, pillows, blankets, books, instruments, technology, sports, practically everything. What am I trying to get at? No matter how many times people call you weird, ugly, stupid, hell even cornball, all of those people can change the world. No matter what religion you're from it doesn't change us. Others opinions don't matter until they do, and that only happens when you let it affect you. Haters will hate and they won't stop, but that doesn't mean quit. I'm not saying words don't affect you, I'm saying keep going. You don't have to prove anyone wrong, because at the end of the day the only one bringing you up or down is you. You are your friend, enemy and rival. All the haters may hate, but you have your biggest fan, you. No matter what you wanna accomplish. You can do it. People say it's impossible. You know what else is impossible? Flight, airplanes, cars, speed faster than light anything around you would have been classified as impossible. Mimic bad people sure, but at the end of the day, without any of them or these bad events none of this would be possible. We wouldn't be here. There are still plenty of bad people because there is no such thing as perfection. Perfection is us as the same, together complete. Nothing is a hundred percent. There is always something more, something better. iPhone 17 now 18 it keeps going. More of everything even Robots. What do you want to do? (If you made it this far good job here's a cookie. Seriously though, all love I hope you make it far in life. Love you all.)
Hey you, yeah you. See that thing above? If you have time I suggest you read it! No that doesn't mean skip it. This is proof of you skipping. Clipped. HAHHAH!
