Love. любовь. Amour. αγάπη. Liebe.

No, really. It's going to be okay. Take a deep breath, right now, someone else is feeling the same way. Someone understands perfectly how you feel. More people than you think, actually. So, don't keep it a secret. Reach out, trust people you shouldn't, and the people you should. These are your prime suffering years. Make memories, make mistakes, don't think too much. It'll all come out in the wash. Do you want to know something? Nothing you do now matters but the memories. That's liberating, too. So tell her she's beautiful and ask to hold his hand. Don't tolerate people you hate, don't be afraid of the people you love, because you'll never know what's going on in their head 'til you ask. Don't panic okay? But here's another secret, someone's thinking of you. Even when you think you're unlovable, even though you think you could disappear and no one would notice. Someone thinks you're beautiful. I know I do. So, when you want to fall asleep, holding your blanket close and wishing you were being held by that special someone, don't be scared because there are soulmates, they exist! I said don't panic, but somewhere, there is someone whose body was made to fit yours. Your life is worth something. You're living for a reason. Your problems are shared, but not your talents. You can offer an insight that no one else can, you can change something that no one else can, you can do things that the world desperately needs in a way that no one else can. But, don't panic, cause you've got your whole life.