the secret
the secret of the world is :
no one is happypypypypy.
and the best part is :
no one trieseseseseses.
throwing away, throwing up, throwing down all their dreams and hopes, because life is too harsh. because life is too short. because life is too boring, sad, tragic, pointless, and we all dieieieieie in the end amirite.
can’t we all just stop procrastinating a road to happiness. tomorrow’s too late. why not try now? we’re all trying so hard to plan something for later, next week, next year. and that day might never come, because it’s our dream farm (refer to of mice and men)
ahhhhhhhhhhhhh just make it happen already.
life’s a gift nononono? yes.
only so much time is left before we disappear from the face of the globe, from the memories of our homes; make it last.
but still, nobody’s happy. nobody tried.
sad.
