pudding

we are supposed to be going to the beach later. i am going to attempt to conquer my terrible fear of the ocean with a little help. finally found a swimsuit that adequately covers my boobs while still being cute. when the fucking hell did bikini tops gets so small anyway? starting to get used to this whole happiness thing, almost feel like i deserve it. don't know what the hell that's all about. everything seems to be falling into place, like this is the way it should be or some shit.