I know.. There are a lot at one time.. So?

I am a notebook.

I'm full of emptiness, full of anger, full of love, full of humor.

I'm tattooed on the outside with random drawings and words that only make sense of who put it there. 

I'm mostly forgotten, but when I'm remembered, boy am I remembered.

I'm always there when I'm needed. 

I know I'm loved because I hold secrets for my loved ones and I'll be holding them forever.