Finally.
After all the complaining, whining, nit-picking, thinking, grumbling, over criticizing, rethinking, hair splitting and denouncing.
After all the quarter-life crisis’s, the ends of the world and the manic depression. After all the mood swings and emotional roller coasters.
After all that messed up nonsense, I’ve finally figured - I am completely incapable of happiness.
Shit.
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2 comments:
Hahahahahaha. I totally love your 55ers :)
You've gotsta learn to be happy from Shri Shri R.S. I hear he's the best.
Incapability is but a challenge. Hmmm.
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