“I don't remember what they said, only the fury of their words, how the air turned raw and full of welts. Later it would remind me of birds trapped inside a closed room, flinging themselves against the windows and the walls, against each other.”

If you wake in a different place, at a different time, could you wake up as a different person?"

“First they ignore you, then they ridicule you, then they fight you, and then you win.” 

"We chase misprinted lies We face the path of time And yet I fight And yet I fight This battle all alone No one to cry to No place to call home"

Let this be your voice, 

let me be your voice,

let every underdog who has ever had to fight for a cause alone...

let them be your voice.

And know that it's worth fighting for,

if only because it's something you believe in,

and you refuse to compromise integrity,'

and you refuse to compromise a lesser version of yourself.

I WISH THIS SONG HAD LYRICS, BUT YOU COULDN'T EVEN HANDLE IT...

I've fought battles before.

I've been fighting them all my life really...

Hard ones,

and people may say I'm not winning them.

I lay down and wave the flag of surrender. 

But I know which ones to fight. 

I know which battles count.

This is the trick, figure out the battles you want to win...

then win them.

Fight hard, outlast, believe in your cause, be strong.

I know what battles to fight,

and I believe this is when a true activist emerges.

Recognize the causes that are important,

stands true to their beliefs about what matters.

Fucking dominate the opposition.

Don't look back, don't apologize, 

but know...

the truth in what you are fighting for.

Sometimes, the unfortunate ones are forced into these battles alone.

And it's long and hard,

and the fight takes 100% of everything that is you.

And you become broken down into millions of peices,

but thats the most important time stay strong.

Don't lose heart,

because you will emerge rebuilt, as a better version of self.

And if those battles you have to fight,

because everyone at some point will be faced with opposition,

if those battles are against hard things...

the majority, your own self, people close to you, strong ideals...

if you find something worth fighting for...

and you also find you're standing alone against all the odds,

be brave. 

Once the battle is over...

don't let anyone steal your victory,

don't let anyone own your battle wounds.

Do not let anyone tell you anything that will minimilize the experience.

Because if you are so unfortunate to fight alone,

then every bit of that victory is yours.

It's your experience,

it's your heart and soul that was poured into the fight.

And stay strong,

wear your scars as a trophy...

that you fought to be a better version of yourself.

And it's okay...

when they don't understand...

when they challenge you...

when they tell you you've changed...

it doesn't matter,

because when it comes down to it,

you have changed.

There is no explanation needed,

it's a transformation.

You were left to deal with it on your own.

So you did.

And you're perfect the way you are.

I think you're perfect.

And I'm truely sorry for not showing this before.

But these are my scars, and I wear them proudly.

This is just the center, the core, of all the layers which makes up me.

And I'm proud of them.

So don't try to own it.

And if you try to take that away from me,

believe I will not hesitate to fight in my own battle again.