Life can be a bitch sometimes. The gay life is not easy.
What am I doing with my life?
I sat on the toilet for a good hour just thinking what I should be or what am I even doing. I still have no clue. I don’t want to be one of those people who just make it through life; “scraping” through the crowd. What’s the point of living if you’re not going to do something great with your life. We spend our whole lives searching for that one to spend our whole lives with. We spend a decent amount of our lives going through school, to get into University/College. What for? To get a job, then we work and in the end we’ll die hoping that our time on this planet will be remembered by the future generations that would come.
We were all born with a “purpose” but it seems that most of us are conforming to society’s plan. We all want to leave a mark on planet and hopefully fulfill our “purpose” but most importantly we all want our names to be remembered. If YOU want to be a doctor, dentist, nurse, pilot, chef, police officer, lawyer, musician, dancer, garbage man, business man, accountant, teacher, cleaner, porn star etc. Don’t rest on reaching that goal, “Yay I’m finally a __”. No. YOU BE THE BEST FUCKING PORN STAR/GARBAGE MAN YOU CAN POSSIBLY BE.
Get out and see the fuckin world. Allow yourself to meet new people of different walks of life. Try new things. Don't rest on what comfortable. People come and go in this life. This lifestyle can be so cut throat but it doesn't have to be that way. You don't have to have a million friends to feel like somebody. As you get older, the less friends' you will have anyway. Don't wait for a man to love you, love yourself NOW!
I don’t even know what my point is any more. What I’m trying to say is that, each one of you have so much potential. You probably get that shoved down your throats by teachers or guardians because it’s so true. They’ve had their experience and now they’re sharing it with us BUT being an ignorant teenager/young adult we all are, we choose to ignore it. Let’s not be the generation that fucks up. Now you’ve read this, you don’t have an excuse any more.
When you’re in your 40s or even 50s you’re going to regret the things you could have done and the opportunities that were lost. Next thing you know is that you’re going to be the one shoving down life experiences down someone else’s throat.
Others die so we can learn from their mistakes. Don’t die so someone else can learn from your mistakes. Leave this planet knowing you’ll be someone else’s influence and their reason to live.