My summer would’ve been flawless had my family problems not fucked it up. Beggars can’t be choosers, I guess, but it all kind of reminded me that life really does have its ups and downs, even if the ups are as high as they can be and the lows are as shitty as they can be.

Hoping it can only go up from here, I guess. To be even more cliche: Life’s what you make it and I plan on making it just as wonderful as everything else has been.