the world is beautiful.

so, frankly, i have no idea what to write for this post.

when i was fifteen, i fell in love and when i was sixteen i told him and it was followed up by 'you're awesome' and him dating my best friend fifteen minutes later.

that was last year.

and now i'm sitting here with sol and stratford and they're talking about how stratford sounds like that really sad girl in creative writing and i'm here typing this post.

today, a really close friend of mine told me he wanted to get me a rose but decided against it.
i wish he would've. i wish he would've.
(as cliche as it is, i actually really like roses. they smell awesome.)

i'm listening to reliant k's new song for this (check it out - it's called look on up) and i'm thinking about how much i like the canyons and laughing and being self conscious and yelling loudly in the middle of the night.

you can fall in love with anything if you try and see the good in it.

anyways. i've got my journal to do.
more blog posts are to come.
sorry about being a tourist - things are going to get better from here.

xx