~~I’m glad. I’m so fucking glad that it all ended and that I can breath normal, simple, without bursting into tears. And now I am happier. I can laugh all day. But…fuck…I’ve gotten too mature in one year. So now, if I wanna laugh, I need a reason. Everything is covered in reasons. I won’t do any shit without a reason. But, it may be better this way. Some things need a reason to be done. Some people need a reason to love. Some crap needs a reason to be crap. Reasons… I reason most of the things I do or think. At least I’m not superficial, I don’t like and dislike without a proper judgement. I care because I have to, and I ignore because they deserve. You deserve.