Its not what the universe gives us that matters, but what we give the universe

I live in my own little world. But its ok, they know me here.

If everyone started off the day singing, just think how happy they'd be.

I know I seem really friendly, but I'm a closet introvert.

We all mess up. It's what we learn from our mistakes that matters.

So, as a seventh grader,no, you weren't friends with people you didnt like. But sometimesyou also werent friends with people you did like, which was complicated, and which didnt make any sence if you tried to explain it. Sometimes things just changed. Thats where the sadness came in.