Do I know you?

You seem so familiar. But, who are you? Should I be surprised at who you are to me? Have a views of another changed mine on you?

Maybe they have.

Is that possible? Maybe it's because I love and respect this person more than I ever will for you. Maybe it's because when they speak, it's for something good, nearly all the time. The rainbow, through what I have made out to be, a dark cloud.

As much as I'd love to defend you, I cannot. I will not. It's morally impossible. There aren't many things in life I go by as my "rules".

Honestly is first. Sure, being honest is a lovely thing, to a point. When your honestly becomes an iron fist that crushes people's spirits around you, then you know what? I will step in. I will defend what is right. Honest is only powerful in hands of those with a kind heart and an caring soul.

Equality would come a close second. To me, everyone is the same. But different. We are the same in our rights. Don't even try to argue with that. Don't try "But what is a raving murder is on a rampage...." I don't fucking care. He/She is equal to you, get over it. Learn some damn respect for others and stop. Just stop.

Respect. Hell yes. Maybe I have little, but maybe I have more than others. Actually, I have a shit load of it. I don't ridicule people at every chance I get. Because eventually, empathy gets to me. I have respect. Who knew.

Honesty, equality and respect. Those aren't just my values, they seem to be nearly everyones. Everyone and anyone who wants to make others happy and console the broken.

I am Katie, savior of the broken, speaker of the truth. And damn do I make myself laugh.