New Times, New Life

So currently I am laying in bed next to this boy. Fuck this kid can make me smile and yes he is currently reading this over my shoulder as I type. Now he is laughing at the fact that I just wrote that. c:

One thing I can say is I am fucking happy that I have finally found some one that has proved me wrong. Only took a little over two years but oh well. Such a fucking refreshing feeling. I feel like I can breath again.

It is great having a smile on my face again and feeling like myself. Martin and I, well we act fucking stupid around each other and I find it wonderful. We click, and well might I add. I haven't just found a boyfriend but a friend and I like that about it. We get along well and thats what I need. I still have my weird things that bother me but I'm getting over it. Maybe I'm not so damaged after all?