A reason to smile.
My life is pretty perfect right now (mounds of excess fat aside). I’ve got a hilarious, doting, “people say I look like James Dean” boyfriend; a job that requires I consume exorbitant amounts of wine and cheese; great friends who, even 30,000 miles away, have never felt closer; and a family who will always think the sun shines out of my ass.
I’ve realized that even in the worst of worst situations, life could always be…. well, worse. I might seem like a pessimist because I’m always complaining and hating on just about everything, but in the end, I feel like I’ve always got a reason to smile.
I believe in that whole “you get what you give” crap, so when you run into those assholes who tried to fuck with your life, just give them a smile and a nod and remind yourself that their problems are not your problem…
