"It's that time of the month."

No, I'm not taking about my period. I'm talking about that one stretch of time where everything falls apart, regardless of whether you're a boy or a girl. This is the time where you're hovered by haters and your happiness shreds while your word falls apart. Home's a dreadful and unwelcoming experience, school's even worse; with haters marching over the hallways, witch-y teachers staring into your soul and of course your crush, the guy who hardly acknowledges your existence. And no, this time your girls ain't by your side, nay nay, because guess what? They hate you too. 
Now, you're finally intact with reality. It isn't easy at first, there's gonna be tears shed, but now you learn that you gotta do things yourself. Finally the small-est things begin to make you happy, like drooling over that hot stranger cause if you had him on Insta, you'd be double-tapping all over that ishh or making weird faces as the Italian hottie does your hair. Maybe crossing someone you know secretly admires you and your face lights up. Whether its binging while watching the latest episode of How To Get Away With Murder (btw ehrrmahgawdd) or "making out with a hot dog" if it makes you happy, go for it. Don't let others bring you down (yeah I get it; easier said than done) and don't judge them for this for the rest of your life. Remember, they're going through shit too. We all go through shit and everyone shit's all over everyone's lives. This world is all about the shit. Well that's that. So if there's anyone else going through the same shit as you, CHEERS to the shitty life. 

Let's talk geography here;
An NIC takes an LEDC away from it's ally LEDCs promising to help it flourish and make it an NIC, like itself. The NIC uses the LEDC for it's resources, exploits it and BAM, it's been colonized by it. Guess who it comes running back to? It's former allies who were always there for them. 
Relatable? 
Everyone's playing the divide|rule|conquer game out here. It's the new concept of becoming 'popular.' Why is it human mentality that we want the new shiny thing, even if you don't need it, maybe you don't even want it, but we all have to have it. There are going to be tonnes of people promising things, glory, that will perhaps never become true; I get it, I'm a teen too, it's tempting, but we shouldn't let go or forget the boring old friends who've ALWAYS been there for us either. It's easier said than done, but hey, who said life's gotta be easy?

The Label-lion 

Why are we as a community so judgmental?

We believe, people need our approval and that our perspectives matter, but they don't. 

That's the hard truth. 

Why are we against flirting? Jealousy.

Why are we against true love? Jealousy.

• We don't accept gay men or lesbian women, why? Why are we caging their perspectives? Depriving them of their true love? Jealousy.

Why do we not allow face-lifts, boob-jobs, nose-jobs, butt jobs? Why won't we allow people feel better about themselves? Let them enhance it? Feel prettier? Jealousy.

Why is it that we, society label the same people we're jealous off? Why do we cage the free spirits? Why must we pass judgments that don't really matter? 

Rebel against labels. Begin the Label-lion.

Never call someone a prostitute. A prostitute is someone who was never exposed to the possibilities and opportunities life has. They sell their bodies, to earn money, to make a better life for their family. They have been labelled, they have been deprived of respect and the human rights they deserve. It's their work, their profession it deserves respect and shouldn't be used to demean women.

Skin bleeds. 

Colors fade. 

Wounds scar. 

Eyes cry. 

Glass shatters. 

Papers tear. 

Leaves shed. 

Mouths lie. 

Love hurts. 

Fire burns. 

Time ticks. 

Moments pass. 

Society judges. 

Souls die. 

People change.