"Just be happy."
But what is there to be happy about?
I don’t know but yeah I know it’s a hard task to be happy and if you can’t then you shouldn’t be obligated to. but maybe cat gifs and the way rain smells on a sunday morning and sleeping in after a long week. there’s also sad poetry that tickles your heart valves. the way the cold winter chill creeps up your spine and the only cure is a fresh blanket out of the dryer. fresh anything out of the dryer yes. making other people laugh or hearing other people ramble on about there day.
really long hugs, even ones through skype.
hot showers at any time of the day.
sometimes people smell really nice.
sometimes peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and milk go a long way
sometimes you just need to call a friend and ask them to tell you a story
books and movie marathons. all the movie marathons
sad music, happy music, and even the beetlejuice theme song.
but I guess there isn’t really anything more I can say other than
you are very special, you are very brave, and it’s okay to not be happy sometimes.
My problem is I’m not unique enough.
I’m not smart enough.
I’m not pretty enough.
I’m not inquisitive enough.
I’m not motivated enough.
I’m not thin enough.
I’m not strong enough.
I’m not delicate enough.
I’m not happy enough.
My problem is I’m not…them enough.
You surround yourself with people who make you forget. Who make you feel numb. That can’t be a good thing can it? Because when you’re alone, in the dark of your room, all you do is think about the feelings you tried to forget. But feelings, especially when you want them to go away, never truly go away.
I hate people who are happy because I am not happy myself
Be Yourself. Don’t be afraid. You’re going to be okay. Don’t give up. It’s okay. You can let it all out. Somebody loves you. You’re not a loser. Do the best you can and if you can’t then just breathe. Breathe because things are going to be okay. Just take a few deep breaths.