there are times that i wonder if ironing over the past is good for me at all. but there are always things that stick out; things that are good and happy. the past might never be the way we remember it. the past seems to be often retroactively changed by the present, but really the past is only what it was.

but, having records of these things seems to be a good thing, i think. records are proof of what was... and no matter what you tell yourself, it was good. it was happy. it was amazing. it was one of the best times in your life... so, don't go forgetting that because of what you've been told now. luckily you have that proof in photographs, songs and transcripts. no one can change that for you, no matter what they say... because you know what the truth was, even if they say it wasn't the truth.

so, anyway, i'm saying: don't let the best memories you have go to waste - don't be cynical. i don't think i'm really in any sort of state to preach (not that i ever was), but there it is. don't deny that you were happy, because it will only make everything harder and more hopeless. also, take as many goddamn photos as you can and write down everything you can about every single second that you're happy. just don't forget it.