Chorubbo

and I’m fatigued/exhausted/in recovery for throwing it and just seeing so many people and doing so many stupid idiotic things in the last 4 days. 

But I am so very full of…I suppose the term would be, as Dumblydore says, love

because last night was evidence that I do have amazing beautiful things in my life 

and even though everyone is busy and going off doing great things,

they do care about me.

I’m not a profession depressed person. I am so much more than that and these people are my reminders that I am very lucky. Life is long and difficult and people will always be stupid and complain

but it is worth it so long as you have special moments. There will be lots of these moments in the future and there have been a lot in the past. So what if everything is shit and all the plans have gone to hell. If I ask for help, someone might even be willing to spare a hand. 

Thank you friends, family and tumblr. The world is just awesome. Boom de ah dah.