Bad memories, are what make the good memories good.
Life is getting better, really it is.
I miss you, I really do, but my life is better without you. It’s easier, there’s less struggle, it’s happier. Now that you’re really out of my life for good, I’ve realized how much I didn’t need you, and how much damage you were doing, being in it. So thankyou for hurting me, thankyou for leaving me, thankyou for walking away, because now that you have, my life is worth it.
I’m only just realizing how much friends actualy do mean to me, up until now I never really even cared, and didn’t even want friends, as odd as that sounds. But now that I’m bothering to try, it’s so worth it. I’m so glad, because now, my friends mean eveyrthing to me. I used to hate it when people said that, and cringe at the thought of ever being so positive, and caring, but they really are amazing.
I’m growing up, and I’m not afraid. I’m still taking things slow, and taking things as they come, but I’m happy, really I am. And now that I have someone who actualy seems to care about me, without being overly cheesy, and you make me smile, really you do :3
Life’s good.