Dear world
with the happiness thing, and the "there's someone out there", and the "i love you"s.
stop it. you make me miserable. i make myself miserable, but you help.
some people have no happiness, and they just want to share someone else's. and some of those people are retarded and have opportunities for happiness...and perpetually throw them away. some of these people experience happiness for short periods of time, and then get upset when things stop happening like that, and then their friends bitch at them for being a downer. some of these people embrace happiness and ride it even when it is almost gone. i envy these people.
I would really like happiness or despair to terminate itself from the world. either would be fine. if we were all miserable, all the time, well miserable would be the new happy, wouldn't it? then we'd all be happy. if despair left the world, well then by default we would all be directly happy.
i hate happiness. i hate love. both are fleeting items that no REAL person can obtain and keep, APPARENTLY.
so dear world. fuck you.
loving always,
Kevin M.F. Hayes
p.s. to all of you taking this seriously right now, shame on you. this is a livejournal entry. it's the one place i get to bitch about being in the weirdest predicament with my sense of joy or all that is good in the world. and i would appreciate comments, but not if they're going to be lame like, "am i one of these people?" or "you just don't know how well you have it" or "you're just typing to hear yourself speak".
i am. get over it. you're apparently reading it to hear me speak, and nothing you ever say in reguards to this is ever based on anything from the 21st century. people change. people are dumbasses, yes...but they change. and we must all change accordingly.
goodnight.
i work in a half an hour all night. come visit.
colin...get the fuck back here
stop it. you make me miserable. i make myself miserable, but you help.
some people have no happiness, and they just want to share someone else's. and some of those people are retarded and have opportunities for happiness...and perpetually throw them away. some of these people experience happiness for short periods of time, and then get upset when things stop happening like that, and then their friends bitch at them for being a downer. some of these people embrace happiness and ride it even when it is almost gone. i envy these people.
I would really like happiness or despair to terminate itself from the world. either would be fine. if we were all miserable, all the time, well miserable would be the new happy, wouldn't it? then we'd all be happy. if despair left the world, well then by default we would all be directly happy.
i hate happiness. i hate love. both are fleeting items that no REAL person can obtain and keep, APPARENTLY.
so dear world. fuck you.
loving always,
Kevin M.F. Hayes
p.s. to all of you taking this seriously right now, shame on you. this is a livejournal entry. it's the one place i get to bitch about being in the weirdest predicament with my sense of joy or all that is good in the world. and i would appreciate comments, but not if they're going to be lame like, "am i one of these people?" or "you just don't know how well you have it" or "you're just typing to hear yourself speak".
i am. get over it. you're apparently reading it to hear me speak, and nothing you ever say in reguards to this is ever based on anything from the 21st century. people change. people are dumbasses, yes...but they change. and we must all change accordingly.
goodnight.
i work in a half an hour all night. come visit.
colin...get the fuck back here