beautifulxalone

After staying up all night and talking to a good friend, I had somewhat of an epiphany. I guess it probably doesn't seem like an epiphany to other people, but to me, it is.

But it's MY epiphany, so I don't care what you think.

Life is too short.
The things that seem world-ending are really not such. I'm healthy. I have money in my bank account, a roof over my head, a stable job, best friends, a family who loves me more than anything...
If I want to live out my life, how can I not expect him to live out his? This is what I wanted to a certain degree, but it didn't exactly pan out the way that I thought it would. Mistakes are made, and we learn from them and eventually move on.
I've always believed -- if it's meant to be, it'll be...and fate twists things up for no reason sometimes. But it keeps life interesting. It's all about living.

I think about the innocent people who died in London on their way to work yesterday, and it puts everything into a new perspective. Don't dwell. Don't be angry. Don't be sad. Move on...
Nobody's perfect ya know.