what's wrong with being happy all the time?

NOTHING.

it's better.

empty.

but better.

Right?

Nutmeg can fuck you up.
Who knew?
Not that I tried it.
Not that I want to...anymore.

Poop.

Oh man I hate waiting for the inevitable.
At least the inevitability that my head has lead me to believe is true.

I'm 19.
I act 49.

Man, you wanna know a guilty pleasure?
the new feist 1234 video.
I watch it when I'm sad.
So of course over the past 24 hours it has been on forty four million times.

My only solice is the girl reading this over my shoulder.
She makes me SMILE.

Even though no else does.
No one else wants to.
But why would they?
They're to busy trying to make themselves smile.

And that's the way it should be.
Right:?

When I'm fucked up I say some retarded shit.
Last night.
Fucked up.

I was talking about how everyone should look out for themselves or some shit.
Well, maybe that's all well and good.
But why can't out just look for myself?
No matter how hard I try, there is always going to be people that I care about more than myself.

It's not right, not wrong, it just is.

Yeah, it just is.

adieu