((everyone does it))
and you know what i realized?
ilovemylife.
honestly. dont get me wrong, i've always known it.
but... seriously.
my life is just perfectly... me
and perfect for me, and perfect to me.
granted, it has its ups and downs, its what-ifs and whys. there are {a few} regrets and {many} imperfections, but i have those things too.
...all of it makes me wonder:
do you make your life?
or
does your life make you?
all of those stupid adventures, bouts of laughter, silly nights, pointless road trips, hilarious mishaps-- why did they happen to me, and why did they happen so perfectly?
whatever the reason, its worked out. ♥
(this ^ ones for you only, ang. bahahaha)