Youths not wasted on the young

I want to live life, its short. And im young, i just want to have all the fun i can before i get too old for it! I was supposed to have 6 people over last night, there was 14 of us. Josh puked on my carpet and spilt buckfast on it aswell (buckfast, classy i know!). Marc was crying because his grandad has cancer, Leah was crying cause Marc was crying, Connor was crying because it reminded him his gran has Ms, I was starting to cry because it reminded me of my grans cancer, so were Shannon and Ally, Andrew was crying and i dont even know why. And you know what, i burst out laughing. Just seeing everyone sitting there crying, yet their some of the happiest people i've ever known. Josh was crying because he mucked up my carpet. And when my mum got home she went mental! But i honestly could not care, its a few crumbs, its a carpet. Its not worth tears. Its really not. Me and Ally are totally fine (And im wayyyyy to touchy feely when im drunk) but i love him so much. And honestly? I could not be happier!