WHY IS IT THAT...

Why is it that I always come up with my deepest thoughts, stellar quotes, and I have the most life changing realizations, when I'm laying in bed trying to fall asleep? And when there's no pen or paper anywhere near so I can write it down to remember it in the morning?
Why is it that guys are so perverted and don't know how to just have a conversation with a girl?
Why is it that people text me at like 1am when I'm sound asleep and don't want to talk, instead of texting me midday when I have nothing else to do?
Why is it that I feel my mom is the only person I can truly talk to about anything?
Why is it that I always try so hard to impress people and end up losing them?
Why is it so hard for me to express what's really in my head to anybody?
Why is it that I start to think about things for the littlest amount of time, and I end up deep in thought about life, and what my purpose is, and if anybody in my life is genuine, and other heavy details like that?

Why is it, that I am the way I am?
I came up with a few very good, and very legitimate, reasons last night when I went to dinner with my mom. It's amazing the things you realize when you just think out loud, and have somebody who you know cares, and doesn't mind listening.
My family is everything to me. They always have, and they always will. They are my rock, they are the reason I am the way I am, and they will always be there for me, no matter the stupid choices I make, the dumb things I do, the things I get myself into, or the number of friends I go through. They will be the one rock that won't ever drift away with the rest.

&For that, I will be forever thankful.