I realized I never came here to make you happy. I came here to be myself. If you cannot accept that is not my problem. My problem is you putting me in a box, like I'm some type of object. Don't put me in no fucking category like some inanimate object. I breathe and think. My feelings are exponential. So don't be surprised if I say something you won't like. After all, I am not here for you to like.












