I would normally rant for about 5 paragraphs about now
But I’m way too pissed off to say much interesting.
Is it bad that I can be so annoyed at something that ranting just doesn’t cut it anymore?
Anyway, some bad/annoying/frustrating things happen to frequently to be healthy, not entirely sure why I bother trying to be happy at times, always end up in a worse state than when I started. Trying to be happy is just like setting yourself up for a kick in the balls, it hurts like fuck and outweighs all the good that came from the experience.
Although, as we all know. As soon as we get the opportunity we try to be happy again, sometimes it even lasts long enough that we feel that nothing can go wrong this time… of course it never lasts long enough and after the now common kick in the nuts, all the happy moments become things that just piss you off. The happy memories become memories you wish you didn’t have. The faces, the smells, the sounds, the songs, the places; they all become things you no longer want, the remind you of what once was, what will never be, and worst of all the kick in the nuts that you thought might not come this time.
And yet we carry on with everything, repeating this vicious loop, hoping that at some point the happiness will only end when your life ends and you’ll leave the world with a smile on your face, instead of just ANOTHER kick in the nuts.
Okay, apparently I am in the mood to rant, ignore the title if you want.
