Smile. :)

"Smile."
"At what?"
She shrugged. "Your inspiration."
I laugh.
I smile at my dreams.
I smile at you.
I smile with you.
It slowly gets better.
I accept it.
And then I begin to laugh.
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It hurts, I'll admit it.
It really does.
Have you seen Made of Honor?
It feels like "I'm happy that you're happy." Even though I'm not happy at all myself.
I'll get over it, eventually.
Of course, I've been telling myself that for over a year now.
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Homecoming shopping on Sunday/Monday!
I'm psyched :)
I kind of want a red dress, but black is really pretty.
I dunno.
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<3 t.lee