april third, twenty-ten.

One year ago today, I met a boy who was crazy, sarcastic, naive, arrogant, carefree, and moronic. And I liked him, because he made me realize that I should run my own life, and that I shouldn't do something just cause my mom and dad said I should. And for a while, I was happy. Happier than I'd ever been.

But then the boy, this very same boy, decided to mess with my head. He knew that I was caught in his trap, and he decided to manipulate me so that I'd blame myself for the things he did wrong. I started relying on the boy for strength, but he wasn't there.

He never was.

He made me realize that I'm in charge of myself. I create my own happiness. And if anyone hurts me, I have a ton of friends to back me up. I shouldn't think into things too much, because when I do, a ton of things - both good and bad - come out of it.

Happiness deadline: 365 days.