this is me.

I honestly don’t really know what happened to me.

Like, I have had this change of perspective on life. I know that sounds over-dramatic and totally me just romanticizing the situation, but no. I don’t know. Lately, I’ve just been so comfortable with myself. I have my whole life to look forward to as I go to college in Boston. 1,800 miles away from home. Never would I have imagined to even leave Texas. But I’m gone. I am truly anticipating the next four years of my life. I don’t know. I used to be so sad. And now I’m not. It’s the weirdest feeling ever. Honestly. And no. I am not saying that I am so happy now because I am leaving/going to Boston/or whatever. Do I have happiness? I don’t know. Will I be sad again? More than likely. I’m not even going to think about how long this will last. I don’t care. All I am hoping is that I remember what it feels like to be ‘not sad’. To be “____”. And it feels pretty fucking awesome. I hope that I can come back to this feeling. I have something to remember. Last time I checked, I haven’t felt like this in so long. And I regret forgetting. It’s nice to have a reminder. No. There wasn’t some major event that happened and now my life is changed forever. No. I am not telling the world to be happy. Happiness is over-rated. No one even knows what happy even is. Feeling “____”. Now that is the shit.

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