When everything sucks and you’re just too too depressed to go on you set all your hopes on this one little thing, just so that you don’t give up. Doesn’t matter what it is, sometimes it’s a pair of beautiful shoes or sometimes it’s a good book. And sometimes it’s a good song. For me my little piece of happiness had become this Polaroid camera my friends had gifted me as a birthday present. I asked them to not celebrate my birthday as it would remind me of a certain someone even more than I already do, but they did anyway. A little delayed though and certainly unexpected and yes it did make me happy. ‘Cause it’s them, my happy beans. Anyways the camera was black and I preferred white. We tried to make it work but there was an issue with it so had to give it back, and I asked my friend to ask them if they would change it for a white one and she forgot, and later I went with my friends to ask if they could. Bitches said they couldn’t, did they know that this would make my day or my whole fucking year if I could have a white one of the same model? But they don’t fucking care ’cause why should they. Why would they think a 22 year olds life depends on this little piece of plastic. But it did. I almost cried when they said they wouldn’t be able to change it. I love white! I thought my friends knew that and I was a wee bit disappointed that they didn’t. It’s just almost like the time when my mother returned from hajj she brought this beautiful diamond ring for my brothers girlfriend and for me it was a one with flowers. Why did my mother not know I wouldn’t wear something like that? Why didn’t she know? I preferred the other ring much more and I definitely didn’t want to cry about it but it made me so sad I kinda burst into tears unwillingly in front of my mom. I’d never forget that day, she must’ve thought I was such a baby. The ring wasn’t the issue. The issue was she not knowing what I would’ve preferred. The issue was my mother didn’t know me at all. Back to the camera, so yeah I almost cried because I would’ve loved a white. And then I kinda died inside for a few minutes, but then I thought they went through the whole effort to give this to me. I can’t not appreciate that, I put on my happy face for real and we tried to test it. Bitch failed. I don’t know why, we tried for like forty-five mins. And there was even a little scratch on the lens but now I can’t take it back ‘cuz they’d think I did it on purpose to get a white one. I know how those mind sets would work. So I ignored it and convinced myself I was fine with it as long as it worked. I hope it works, I’ll probably try later tonight. And if it doesn’t I’m probably gonna smash it to the wall, but I can’t that would hurt my friends. I might as well keep it as a souvenir.