My happy was probably talking to Kev. He always makes me happy.
(I have too many Kevins in my life...)
How instantly mad I got once She was there. The one who stole him first. The one who wasn't there for him. My instant hatred and jealousy is saddening to me. She's just a girl after all.
When my mom went on and on about how she's glad I basically don't whore around or whatever because I looked good in my bathing suit. It was funny and odd.