Ah, pure, giddy happiness. It'll keep you up at night, but that's ok. I don't think I've ever slept with a smile on my face. Seriously. I tried to not smile last night, but it didn't work. Now that's happiness for you.
Happiness is when you can't stop smiling.
Happiness is when you look in the mirror and feel happy no matter how bad you look.
Happiness is going to bed late and getting up early to see if they emailed you.
Happiness is going to bed without socks and not feeling cold at all.
Happiness is screaming in a pillow with a big stupid smile on your face.
Happiness makes your heart rate go up.
Happiness makes Fall Out Boy upbeat and cheerful.
I love being happy. It's such a step up from the depression that was all to familiar in middle school. In middle school, it was horrible. Those were probably the worst three years of my life, but they taught me something. They taught me that it wasn't easy to make friends, and that the only person I could depend on was myself. I still depend on myself heavily, even though I have friends now. Because now, if a friend turns their back, it hurts, but I'm not completely lost. I also have other friends to count on if that happens. 
