You ever sit back and wonder what your purpose is? Like why are you here and what should you be doing? I spent most of my life thinking...

"Dear Asshole", how I totally wish I could have started off the letter. But don't worry, I didn't. Actually, who really cares if I did...

You know that feeling, the feeling of, "something is not right with my body". And I don't mean in a negative kind of 'I hate my body'...