Trying to be happy because there are things to be happy about... isn't there?
People aren’t like they are in stories. They hurt each other without meaning to. They are kind and unbelievably cruel at the same moment. Like me, now. The first thing to understand, is that I never meant to end up here. And yet I did, twice. The first time, I was early. The second time, I was late.
I officially have one regret.
