Maybe you just have to live for the small things, like being called pretty or someone picking up the pen you dropped or laughing so hard that your stomach hurts. Maybe that's all that really matters at the end of the day.
Truths When I was little I picked up a flower and put it in a vase. After a few days, it died. I asked my mom why and she said, "You can't force a flower to thrive somewhere it doesn't belong to." And now, I have realized that people are like that too.