Mushy things

I'm happy.

I'm happy I'm surrounded by such wonderful people who care greatly about each other. Namely, my friends. We take care of each other when one of us isn't quite right. We're there to pick each other up when we've fallen apart. We're together through good times and bad. We're always a shoulder to cry on, whether it be tears of sadness or tears of joy. We try our best to help each other out and we're not afraid to show we care. I've never had friends like these, and I'm glad I do.

I've realized.

I've realized no matter how dorky my family may appear, I'm one of them. I'm just as dorky, whether I'd like to believe it or not. It's nice to know that whatever may happen in the future many, many years from now, my family will still be around. I may lose touch with friends and acquaintances but I'll never lose touch with my family.

I've truly been blessed.

I've been truly blessed with someone so sweet, so perfect, that I still can't believe walked into my life. Nothing could ever amount to the happiness he's brought me in the last two years. Not only is he my boyfriend, he's my best friend. He takes care of me when I'm feeling down. He reassures me I'm the prettiest thing on the face of this earth when I'm not feeling attractive. Most of all, he makes me smile. But it's not only the way he makes me feel which explains why I'm so madly in love with him, it's who he is. He's everything I could ever have wanted, and then some. I don't think I've ever cared for one person as much as I care for him. I love him for everything he was, is, and will be.

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