Dreams Come True

Sometimes dreams actually do come true.

I got my paper done last night, and everything fell into place. Saw my friends, they actually are the ones that made me get the paper done. I went to bed at 6 am.

I was driving around listening to music with a good friend, and it was the best. It was the absolute best. Then I was staying up talking with a couple of friends about life. I listened to records. I danced. I wrestled. I was happy. I realized that I have been happy for a while. I've my fits of depression, but the people around me snap me out of it. I love you all, I love you all more than I love myself. I get to live with a friend, and possibly friends next year, and it will be the best. I'm beyond excited. I'm scared we might hate each other if we start to live together, but I doubt that'll happen, even if we live together.

I don't have much else to say about last night.

Cease and desist.
Wesley


Also, this was my 200th published post. Joy



But boys will be boys, and girls have those eyes that will cut you to ribbons sometimes. And all you can do is just wait by the moon and bleed if it's what she says you oughta do.

I know its hard to tell you this, here's looking at you kid.