I'm beginning to believe that happiness is not a state of mind, or something you can will yourself into, and or state of being. Happiness is the ability to portray yourself in a way that leads others and quite possible yourself into believing that everything is peaceful, relaxed, exciting, cheery, smily, adventurous, all that crap rolled into one, OH and that pink bunnies who give out chocolate that doesnt make you fat, really do exist.
I'm tired of all the people wearing happy. Why don't they just be individuals and wear something like worn out, tired, miserable, discontent, pissed off, or blameful? Then at least we'd be truthful, beating the shit out of each other but truthful.
I hate society and having to fake something I'm not just to please the people around me, just to keep the peace.
I'm sick of it all.
Monday, December 15, 2008
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