Euphoria
I am so happy
All the time. What for, I’m not sure.. it’s not like my life is gr8, but I’m so happy! The world is so beautiful, even when I relive the same experiences everyday.
I’m glad I’m happy, I don’t think I’d want it any other way. Sometimes I feel pity at all the melancholy people I meet.. I try hard to sparkle bright and maybe teach them a little something.. not many learn, since being bright is a dying sport.
Sometimes, I remember how pessimistic people piss me off. Can’t you see.. it’s all so fake and phony! Life sucks but you can look at the sky.. if you can’t, you can feel water in your skin. You can chew gum, you can skip rope or go play in the dirt with a cat. Find a worm, know a worm for once.
I shouldn’t preach to the masses, I know the rules. I know the rules, but - Jesus, literally!! I feel his frustration; how can you not straighten people out..
What was this about.
I’m happy. Even as I’m ranting about the IQ average of 40 most have. Because I love them. I LOVE them, not LUV.
Luv is a giggle, a want to play. Love is a bond, a warm feeling that you will choose to stay by. Luv is a novelty..
I love a lot, and at first.. I thought I Luved a lot more. Separate the genuine expression behind what I mean makes me think about if I really love someone when I say it. Sometimes I don’t bother at all. Because as much as the world gives in gods good graces, it’s easier to smash a window than make glass.
A lot of people are bad. I know that now, duh. Took me ages. Doesn’t mean I’m not happy. A little unnerved and scared as a stupid queer disabled idiot.. but I’m happy. I don’t see a reason not to be happy..
It’s almost annoying. I have these mooods swings. I was just clawing at my scalp over liking the fucking Boondocks. Sometimes I gag myself because I’m so excited,
Who cares…. I’m loosing interest,