#overswagulate

Person B: Nichts...

Person A: Hast du das nicht gestern schon gemacht?

ONCE UPON A TIME, THERE WAS A BOY IN MY BIOLOGY CLASS. THAT SAME BOY HAD A BROTHER WHOM I HAD NO IDEA EXISTED UNTIL WE WENT TO CANADA AT THE END OF MY SOPHOMORE YEAR. WE HAD SO MUCH FUN THAT WE DID IT AGAIN--THIS TIME IN FRANCE FOR NINE DAYS.

WE'VE DISCUSSED MANY A THING INCLUDING ICY HOT, SNEEZING IN THE SHOWER, CARDIGANS, HOMEWORK, GIRLS NAMED HOMEWORK, AND MAGIC BOXES FROM QUICK.

HE ALSO TOLD MY MATH TEACHER HOW TO PRONOUNCE MY NAME...AT THE END OF THE YEAR.

AND NOW HE'S AT NEW PLATZ AND IT'S GREAT BECAUSE I CAN SEE HIM WHENEVER.

TUMBLR FAMOUS

Anyway, heres the important shit:

But still, thats not what this shit is supposed to end on, because i’ve really just felt happy for no reason for a long time as of the other night. And with some people who im barely friends with, and one other friend who im actually pretty good friends with. i think. okay we are, im just being weird. i felt happy, just happy for everything, happy for no reason, and that happiness made me think about why i havent felt it in so long. its because ive been pushing that truth down since it came in to my head, not willing to accept it, but the fact is that i feel kind of lonely, but not that i am lonely. i waslonely is a better way to put it, when i was younger. because now that i’ve realized it, i finally can just put it past me, because now that i accept that i kind of am, or was, i realize its only kind of, that i’m really not.

Because I do have so much more. I have tons of friends who love me for me, who want to be friends with me for me. Fuck everything else, that feels pretty fucking fantastic. And all the bad will all change in the future, because im sure it will, and everything always has a fun funky way of turning out for me in the end. I’m sure it does for a lot of people. I dont know why i just couldnt realize it earlier, i accept most of my faults, because they are me. I guess I just needed a little reminder of what bliss and happiness was to remember why I had a reason for being like that all the time. even if my reason was just because i could be. So thanks to my friends, thanks to everyone for being part of my reason for happiness. and you know what, I fucking like music. Im going to learn how to play and produce music because thats something i want to do and its something i enjoy. So fuck all that other shit, because I feel like me again. I was going to save this as a draft for a later time, but just writing this in itself helped me discover more of the problem and re-instill my confidence and character. I’ll just post it, why the hell not, I’ll do both so I can have it in both places. Because really, I’m just an idiot who loves making his friends laugh, collecting sunglasses, and enjoying things in life for what they truly are.

NARNIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA