there's this part in "where the red fern grows" where this kid accidentally falls on an axe and my 8 year old cousin was like "it was an AXEident" and I can't stop laughing.

I've been replaced, lied to, disrespected, forgotten, and beaten black and blue by this life. but I realize now that everything that had happened, was a blessing. these people who have treated me this way have taught me lessons about life. I've learned to only be treated with respect, I've learned to let go, to only look forward, and I've learned to forgive. and with these lessons my bruises heal. and my advice to you is ; take a deep breathe, and let the rest come easy.