my little moment to talk

i have something i would like to say;
it may be inconvenient, it may be liberating.
i really don't know, and quite frankly, i don't care.
let me start off by quoting someone charles bukowski;

"who put this brain inside of me?

it cries
it demands
it says that there is a chance.

it will not say
'no.' "

i recently had a moment of reflection, and in that moment, i realized something.
something beautiful.
i still care. those three words mean far more to me than anyone in the entire world can imagine. they don't mean that i didn't think that i cared, nor that i, for any amount of time, didn't care.
they mean that ive realized how very much i care about everything, and everyone.
i love you. and i love the people sitting around you, and your family, and mine, and your friends, and your enemies, and mine. i love them, and i would walk through fire for them, because they are. but, and i guess if you've read anything else i've ever written, you already know this, most of all i love my friends. the people that i've chosen to surround myself with. the losers and the winners
"too much too little

too fat
too thin
or nobody.

laughter or
tears

haters
lovers"
i love them.
they are, in my little world, "god". and that's all that matters to me. if i had no money, or no food, or no home, or shitty grades, or anything else you want to pin down as bad, i could survive. because of them.
and i guess that's why i am what i am.