ibelieveinahappilyeverafter:

I’m calling it now. Do you hear me? I’m screaming from the highest mountain tops and letting it echo down to the lowest valleys. iThis is my calling to all the lost, beaten, and broken of the world. The year of preparing is over and our year of realization is here. 

This is our year.

They had their own crusade, well guess what? I’m calling this one ours. They stole from us, now we’re taking it all back. They stole our belief, our hopes, our dreams, the good, the things worth repeating to ourselves in the quiet of the night when no one could hear.

We’re taking it back. 

We’re going to take back our belief in the wild, our hopes of a better future, our dreams of freedom, the good that keeps us going, and we’re sure as hell taking back the things worth repeating because they’re true as the day that shines on us.

It’s ours to take. 

If 2017 was our year of preparing where we hunkered down and prayed for it all to just fucking end already, then this year is one of fulfillment.

2018 is the year of coming out of our hiding spots with blood running down our bodies, weapons in our hands, and vicious grins on our faces because we won.

2018 is the year of our war cry echoing to the hills and back because they thought they could take our belief and make it into fear. They were wrong.

2018 is the year of standing together and realizing that skin and ideals are everything that should be celebrated, not feared.

2018 is the year of strength and power welling up to our fingertips because we’ve been on this world a long time. Let’s show them what we learned.

2018 is the year of fucking fighting back and fucking winning.

2018 is our year.

2018 is your year.

Fight.