You’re happy, right?

How many of you say that they are happy? Or at least pretend that in front of the rest? It’s like on Christmas on New Year’s Eve when everybody says “I’ll spend great time with the one sI love and celebrate the good stuff that happened in the last year?” Well, honestly, we all know that you are never fully satisfied next to your family and friends and that with all the good stuff that happened you are still thinking of the bad shit that you are in now or that you will be in the next year… Still we just love pretending. That’s our way of being! We never really admit “Oh, I’m fucked! Shit just happens to me, especially on holidays!”
And of course the person next to you never does what you imagine them to be doing. They do the other way around but still…you pretend it is exactly what you want… You go out on Fridays and Saturdays and get completely wasted just to fool yourself that you feel great…well…you usually don’t. Basically we are idiots! Your mother always asks the wrong question, your friends are always retards when they are too drunk and falling down the stairs every year and of course the guy you like only wants to fuck you or if you want to fuck him well…he starts to ask you out and destroys everything. You always say “This day at work will be better” and of course it is NOT!
So, we’re not happy. Why? Because we spend too much time pretending that we are instead of actually trying to accomplish that. Human nature always goes wrong one way or another…