It's true.
I find myself in love with everything. Which is good, right? At lest in some ways? I love something about almost every day. I'm in love with every girl. I love spending time with my close guy friends. I sound like that flowery girl in highschool who you tried to get to cuss in every class by stealing her pens or drawing obscene pictures on her textbooks.
But the thing is, I've realized I just don't love... well. Sad realization, yes. Especially lately. This may seem like normal behavior, but I've just been picking on all my friends a lot. Most of the time its fine, but sometimes I feel like its just too much. And its just because I'm too lazy to figure out what kinds of things bother other people. I just won't put forth the effort.
So, I want to be more respectfully and treat them well. I love the people in my life. They kick ass.
