My mother used to said that everything i wish for with all my heart, would come true. But that’s a lie, I’ve been wishing for us to meet, I swear to god there's nothing I want more than to find the boy of my dreams, the one who would go out of his way just to tell me he loves me, the one who never lefts me behind, the one I could go on adventures or just staying home watching movies and still having the best time. The boy who can see me on a sunday morning with my messy hair and still thinking I'm the prettiest woman he have ever seen. The one who gives me sweet forehead and dirty neck kisses. The boy who isn't afraid of showing he loves me and the one who is proud of having me on his life. The one who loves me more than anything and makes sure I know that. But I've been thinking about it lately and I think those things only happen on fairytales to the lucky girls, of course I not one of them and I live on the real world, but I'll still holding on to the hope that someday, somewhere, we'll meet and it will be worth everything.

Many people can say happiness isn’t a choice, but it is, if you choose to work for it, focusing on the bright side, loving everyone including you and everything thats given to you, appreciating everything and being thankful for every experience you’ve been through, including the worst ones, surrounding yourself with the people you love, and people that are good for you, the ones who appreciate having you on their lifes, staying close to anything that makes you glad you're alive. So if anyone asks you if happiness is a choice tell them, yes, it is even if it seems so difficult, if you want to, you can.