I’m done being sad about people. People are bound to either disappoint or surprise you, and, when it happens, you get upset about it, suck it up, and move on.

There are so many things that are so much worse in the world than my suburban life and dumb emotions. I take things too seriously and I understand how I have to ease up. Maybe I will soon. Maybe I’ll learn how to. 

I’m done feeling sorry for myself as of right now.

I promise, I’ll lighten up on this damned thing, that being my blog no one really reads to begin with so…awesome. 

Speaking of awesome, I’m pretty awesome. You know? And I’m allowed to say/think that about myself. I’m not so bad. I have some pretty good qualities about myself. And I should tell myself that more. Perk up my confidence, yeah.