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ONE. gotta be waking up to my bro being there in the morning. either he’s sleeping in his bed looking like he got the shit beaten out of him, or he’s sitting around in the kitchen drinking his infamous shitty coffee. honestly, his coffee is complete fucking shit. I don’t like coffee at all, but his coffee is fucking unbearable. I won’t tell him that though. I think he knows already. anyways, just seeing him safe and alive and all that shit makes me all bubbly inside. feeling that good stuff, you know ?
TWO. all the people that I consider to my friends, best friends, or close friends. they’re all really great people, which is why they’re my friends in the first place. others I, of course, prefer more than some. but in the end, I care about them all. talking them, hanging out with them, doing stupid shit with them-- it makes me happy. I think having friends that you can have fun with is super fucking important.
THREE. my girlfriend. she makes me all kinds of happy. whether she’s sitting around doing nothing or trying to suffocate me with a pillow, she gives me some good vibes.
FOUR. skateboarding. I think it’s something that’s always made me happy. it’s really relaxing. I can just ride around and not care about people and listen to my music. it’s better than walking ‘cos walking is really slow, but skateboarding is fast, so you see all these blurry people and trees and buildings and cars and shit. it’s definitely way better when I’m not working. less stressful, you know ? real fun shit though. I also like practicing tricks or meeting up with some people at the skate park. we either talk for hours or just spend the afternoon teaching each other some cool tricks. it’s real nice. real fucking nice.
FIVE. this is gonna be real fucking cheesy-- but I tend to get pretty happy when other people are happy. it’s nothing like, super real happiness or whatever. but I guess it’s close enough. it’s almost like someone else’s happiness infects me, and then it spreads like some damn virus, and suddenly i’m happy. it’s really weird, so I’ve never really questioned it before.















