call the trophy.

[alpha_y_beta]

in spite of life itself in actuality, i'm doing good. i love my life. i love the life i build for me. i love to dream, sometimes even during the day. i like to be outside, to dance and leap, to blow bubbles, to look people in the eye. sometimes even when i think of him i feel awfuly high. the future is a surprise. i'm so excited. i feel so young again. common is self indulgence in tragedy and heartache. but i don't think it's all that bad at all. i said "i'm glad. i'm really happy all this happened. i'm so thankful for these unfortunate events." because without where would i be? some dumb rich kid with popularity? but really, where would that get be but 21 and angry and confused? my childhood brings a certain sadness to other ears. but it makes the future just look that much better. anywhere i go, when i am free to roam. everytime i open my mouth, it will be a breath so fresh. people dwell on negativity and magnify it when in actuality things aren't so bad at all. you know you've won, cause you're still breathing, even if you're weezing... (like me with asthma) just continue dreaming. and you'll never be a loser. blessed is the blind man for he can see things how they really are. who's to say if it's advantage or disability? i think we're all okay, despite the bitter words we think. any break from apathy is a well-deserved vacation. so, enjoy.

"i'll find it in myself. i'll find it in myself" :)
there's always one more shot to give.