Everyone wants to be happy. Or do they? What. The fuck. Is. Happiness? What does it mean? Can you eat it? Can you cuddle with it? Does it give you power? Can you dance to it? What in the gargling universe. Who invented this?
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De TodoI write in here when I feel insane. Read this if you want an uncomfortable trip down the crappy slumbering parts of the human neuronal slush. An ode self-hatred.
