Perfect happiness lasts a little over one week.

For one week--maybe 9 days-- I was perfectly happy with my life. Then the SF decides this is too much happiness for me. So he takes it away. Why not just put me in a Gas Chamber and kill my ass already?! If I can't be happy then what's the point of this fucking existence? Totally understand when they say that man is condemned to chose but the thing is I didn't chose to be unhappy. I didn't chose to be happy either. How do you chose when your happiness is in the hands of a Sadistic Bastard who couldn't care less about how I feel.

Fuck choice. Fuck pre-destination and Fate. Fuck everything. He just hates me I guess. Once in a while I suppose He gets up and looks down and sees me happy and He's raging and ranting up there throwing things around creating a fuss and then He goes and undoes whatever it was that made me happy. When you have the SF making sure you're unhappy, where's the choice in life?

I guess I don't help my cause much by being the way I am. I care too much maybe. I should definitely care a little bit less about other people and a little bit more about myself. Maybe self-love will lead to happiness. In some twisted way, I'm now left hunting for happiness in the pain of others. How sad has my existence become? Worse still, I have to vent out everything on a Blog! Talk about having a sad, miserable life!

Get a Life Man!