All I want is for my friends to be happy. I give out advice like no other. I get excited when my friends are excited. I get bummed when my friends are bummed. I get confused when my friends are confused. I do anything and everything I can for my friends. I even go out of the way for acquaintances if the chance arises.

I know I’ve done a lot of unnecessary, rude, and mean things in my life, but I still try to do my best in helping out others.

If my friends are happy, I’m happy.

Maybe one day, I can be happy for myself, but as of now, I’m good with being happy for my friends, which makes me just as happy.

New friends. Old friends. Friends are what’s up.