Oh simple thing, where have you gone?

I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I getting tired and I need somewhere to begin.

I keep on reading blogs, hearing stories, second hand news about my friends being really upset. Part of me is bothered because they aren't telling me, but I also realize this is their life, and its their PRIVATE life, so thats fine.

On the other hand, I'm truly happy. I don't know if thats what people in a dark place want to read about; someone else happy when they are so sad. But if they can write about how upset they are, I can write about how happy I am without feeling bad.

I realized the other day, I was hanging fairy lights around my closet door, that i am truly enjoying my teenage years. Sure we all bitch about the drama and you'd think with how many people are upset that it would rub off, but it hasnt really. I mean I'm upset that they are upset of course, but i haven't let it break me yet. That's not to say it won't.

I'm at Julia's house right now, we had a sleep over last night. We havn't had just a girls night in forever. It was so much fun, i realized how much i love her, and how empty i think id be if i didnt have her around to laugh with.

I'm enjoying having a crush right now, its diferent for me. I like that everytime somethiong reminds me of him i smile.

My family isnt pissing me off anymore, we are so close, so without boundries. its a part of my life that is completely necessary for me to function. i find when im fighting with them all my other relationships go out of order.

Its the little things that count. The simple things. I think, for now, ive found the simple things to rely on.

It isn't as interesting to read about somebody completely happy, but maybe its refreshing.