The fucking past holds us down. It beats us in ways we don't fully understand. Showing that your experience is going to continue for life. Destroying your ego. Blinding the possibility of seeing yourself as a better person or at least the possibility of letting you try to be a better person. Well fuck it. I'm not my past and you are not your past. And for that i will always believe in you. That you will be the better version of you. And you don't have to be perfect doing that but at least your fucking past won't control you anymore.