To all the quiet people who feel like they don’t fit in anywhere, who are constantly ridiculed about their opinions or are afraid to speak up for themselves. To all the people who have a voice but remain silent because they are too afraid to use it. To all the people who feel like shit around…
“Life is divided up into the horrible and the miserable. The horrible would be terminal cases, blind people, cripples. The miserable is everyone else. When you go through life you should be thankful that you’re miserable.”