1. That life Doesn’t end when we die does it? Because if it does, why fucking bother. Everyone and everything I’ll ever love will be gone forever. Everything I am and want to be and do won’t matter. Probably why I’ve never had the courage to believe in nothing…

2. That I’m not too obscure to find someone to love…hell even date. I’m cool with myself…I just don’t think many others will ever notice how kickass I really am.

3. That it’s never too late to become what know you can be. Even though you struggle to fit your childhood fantasies of your heroic adult self with reality.

4. That there is magic in the world. There is more to reality than meets the eye. We are more than meets the eye. Will I ever get to see it or will it simply be my imagination and not something i can ever touch.

5. That everything has a purpose. Even my friends losing their parents or having shitty parents, or dying slow, painful, undignified deaths that make people forget everything you were before.