lately iv’e been thinking about me. and what’s best for me. all my life i feel as though i was holding myself back. to whoever reading, if you knew me personally you wouldn’t believe that at all. my personality is curious and daring, always wanting to do exactly the opposite of what i’m told and to try new things for the experience. but i know me better than anyone else. and i’m so extatic to say that i finally feel like i’m growing in the right direction. i try to do good in school hoping one day i’ll be successful and happy, and to make my Dad proud. iv’e finally experienced love. the real kind. i know how it feels now to have a person feel like home. it feels so good to be able to see a future with the one you fell in love with, and for them to feel the same way. im growing up. and as i’m doing that i hope that the people who said they will always be there were serious. and that they mean it when they say they’re happy for me. because when they peak like me, my happiness for them will be never ending. and i’ll always be there for them when they get back.