So back in 2006 I was dating this guy who straight up just laughed at me when I was talking about my excitement over the possibility of the US enacting bans on plastic bags in 2010 and now that it’s 2014 and there are several cities in the US that are enacting some sort of plastic bag ban I get really strong urges to message him all that information on facebook.
For real one thing I’ve always loved about my personality is I somehow have an amazing bounce-back rate. My heart may still be hurting but I’m back to feeling happy. Truly, remarkably happy.
And that, my friends, is a fabulous, wonderful thing.
At least, I hope so anyways. This could just be a fleeting thing and I could go back to heart-wrenching depression at any moment.
But I /choose/ to hold on to the happiness. And I think that makes all the difference in the world.
But I have grown too strong to ever fall back in your arms.
Jar of Hearts. I really identify with this song lately.
Leave me some sweet and lovely anons to come home to tonight ^-^
I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed, ‘cause you broke all your promises. And now you’re back, you’re lookin’ to get me back. Who do you think you are? Don’t come back for me, don’t come back at all.
Jar of Hearts, lyrics edited slightly (omissions)