I'm on the floor, surrounded by my family, listening to a mixtape from heaven and I just gotta say I love life.
I love every mistake that I've made in my short life. I may not have loved it back then or at that time, heck I must've wished that the ground that I was standing on would just swallow me or that I never existed but now, I am so darn content. It seems that I've come to terms that life will never be perfect or rather never be perfect during a certain time but I'm sure it WILL be. Maybe youre stressing out over some paper and it's 3am and you haven't gotten any sleep and you just keep asking yourself 'why why why', you may hate that all you want, refer to it as you encountering hell on earth but somehow in the future, maybe when you become a professor and assign the same homework, you WILL feel elated. Like you've invested so much and now the rewards just keep rushing in.
I may sound a bit preachy or like my mind is way messy. But I just can't get over this feeling, I'm scared that it might slip away from me; this feeling of utter contentment that I so badly want to share with everyone. I just think that if everyone were to just sit and think about their lives through positive eyes, forget about what they think the world wants from them, and just think 'I am alive'
|l-r. Jhis, me, Mikee, Kigia|
I miss you guys!!!!! Ugh and I know I know I know I know I really should learn how to laugh like a lady