Sometimes I wonder why bad things happen to me. But sometimes I wonder why good things happen to me.
I mean, I know people say that “if you say you are a nice/good person, you’re not”, but I dont agree with that. Sometimes I seem like I feel as if I deserve better, but I do think I’ve gone through too much shit, more than I need. But it has all made me stronger and I’m grateful.
Sometimes I wonder why good things happen to me. I mean, I’m just another person. Yet, I’m surrounded by all these wonderful people who do great things and stuff while I can barely get my life together.
When I go through the shit moments in life, I’m glad I have my friends. They’re always there for me and support me even when I’m being bratty and snobby and rude and unecessary.
I just hope I’m giving them the same - if not more - than they give me.