again again again

[loveinaelevator]

i read through every girl's journal and never understand their sob stories, until now. i couldn't imagine any guy treating me the way they treat them. maybe because mine is geniune and sweet, sincere. maybe because i chose the perfect one, or because he chose me. who knows. all i know is i'm the luckiest girl in the world. i have my best friend, i have my honeybooboo. and that's all i will ever need. an Ellen and a Skott. i don't mean to sound so stuck-up, i mean to appreciate what i have. sometimes you lose track of the things you appreciate the most, and that pulls you down in life. sometimes its just easier to see only whats wrong with everything, rather than whats good. i'm in the mood to kick back and enjoy life while standing in the middle of it.

so join me. we can lay in the warm, burning sand, get a tan while talking like nerds, while i turn occassionally to kiss the other, and enjoy EVERYTHING. god life is fucking good.