I used to hate it when I was trying to be mad and my dad would do whatever he could to make me laugh. Now, I love it when people can get me to laugh while I'm in a bad mood. They're the ones I want to keep around all the time!
My insides are crumbling and I'm afraid I won't be able to hide my sadness much longer I'm crying on the inside every day because this life is not what I pictured and in order to get to a life I pictured I'd have to do things strongly against my beliefs and that doesn't feel good either. I'm trapped between doing what it is right and being happy.