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Yes, yes, happiness comes and goes, but can't a person be generally happy? I am not that person. A realization. I've been thinking about my life. I have nothing to complain about, but there's an ever present dark cloud that marks me off the "generally happy" list. I guess you could say I was on that list up until age 16. Then the inevitable artist disease hit me and I've never been the same. Sure, sure, I have my happy moments, but even in those moments something isn't right. *sigh* Sadness frusrates me. I've been frustrated to the point of rage lately. Even as I sit here now I just want to...I'm not sure. Yank my spirit from my body and tear it to pieces.
I need a good scream. A good kick and scream and tear things up party. I'm the only one invited though.
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!
I need a good scream. A good kick and scream and tear things up party. I'm the only one invited though.
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!