I'm happy, I guess. People out there had it worst. I'm happy.
It could be worse, heck I could be worse. But why do I feel like shit sometimes?

Maybe I'm being weak now, but it's okay to want to have someone to come and hug me and tell me it's all alright and hold my hand and look into my eyes and fill me up with light so I can get through this valley of shadows, yeah?

Nah man, I'm happy. Had worse; this is a cakewalk... just missed and missing summer is all, and a truckload of deadlines snapping at my arse.

sweet dreams y'all.
>hug<