it's the little things that keep you going. the smile from the stranger, the perfectly made tea. your friend complimented you, you got a good grade on a test. your shirt smells like the dryer, fresh and clean. sometimes it doesn't matter if you're heartbroken or your mom is across the country trying to keep us fed and clothed. sometimes it doesn't matter if you're worried who your true friends are. I love moments where life seems beautiful, despite the fact that these big problems are facing you. Sometimes you wrap a christmas present so perfectly, and you're so proud of yourself, that you forget your brother is going to come home crying and drunk out of his mind, poor and depressed.

Sometimes life is beautiful. Maybe because life is beautiful.