The fact that I wake up every single morning with the same fucked up routine of going to school, forced to talk to the same people and faking a laugh or a smile is making me nervous. Even chatting with the same people daily is annoying, the guy I liked for a while is now testing my temper. Yes I do hate everyone. Luckiest people who live satisfied? Well, I’m pretty sure people who are dead are the luckiest because finally they’re not going through a daily stupid routine.
It seems like everyone has a bright shining sun and butterflies full of happiness attached to them . Except me, I have this giant raining black cloud full of depression with lightenings and crows flying over my head. That’s why basically I annoy people with my existence.
A trip to the entertainment city started with this little guy over here, he asked the man who moves the boat to try to move it his way, he was so perfect, he didn’t miss a turn and he didn’t crash or hit the boat, he looked so happy and I loved his passion. I didn’t pay attention to anything but him! When the water boat trip ended I asked him if he loved what he was doing! He told me “I’m doing it like daddy because I want to be like him.”
- 2 weeks ago