things will be good because they have to be. because i am a good person. i do good for others, and i love, respect and help others, and they me. i’m very deserving. a trip to see a certain person that i love and long pensive bus rides gave massive prospective and laid the groundwork for lessons learned. i won’t be happy for the next four weeks, but i will be happy. i will write and work, and i will spend time doing what i need to do in order to make my happiness as easily accessible as possible. so yeah, things are good, i just need to beat off feelings of fleeting youth and opportunities leaving me and just deal with the fact that my father is a HUGE asshole, and i’ll be as right as rain. yay optimism. —if i weren’t completely flip flop with my attitude then i wouldn’t be myself.