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What is love?

Baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me~

NO MORE.

What is love..?

Love...

Love is my obsession.

Love is my love...

I am hopelessly obsessed with finding a great love...

the perfect love.

I live for it, I breathe for it...
and I can't wait to find it...

Silly impatience.

Silly, silly.

It makes me crazy!

I know I'll find it one day...
but... like...

right now

I need someone

somebody...

something...

anything...

anyone...

to take care of me...

I'm tired. I'm fucking exhausted.

I want to cry. I want to break down.

I want to escape this world. It makes me so horribly sad.

All the fucked up things... children dying... as I sit here and type on a laptop...

I could have given the money my Mom spent on this thing to some poor soul... so they can eat and stuff.

and they could have seen their loved ones for longer...
they could have experienced the world for longer...

See, the world isn't a terrible place...

the world is actually fucking beautiful

Humans. We're ugly.

We destroy the world. We destroy the beautiful essence that is life.

We are a sick and miserable species.

We are so fucking sick that we don't even realize how damned sick we are.

When we are little, our brains aren't developed enough to pick up on the shitty things in the world. We're not able to understand sadness. Why else would everyone want to stay young forever? When we are young we are naive to the bullshit, the sadness, the horrid things, everything that is terrible. We're naive. I miss being young. I feel I've grown up waaaaay too fast. I feel that I was cheated out of the best years of my life. My childhood was way too short. Too short. Too fast. My life as an adult... will be so long...

That is, until I find that love.

That love:

The person who I can tell everything.
The person who will still love me afterward...
The person who will accept me for who I AM.
I'm a sad, hurt person... but I am a damned strong person. I cast off sadness. Other people can live in their own miserable lives.

BUT I REFUSE.

I FUCKING REFUSE.

I refuse to be sad. Humans don't have to be sad. We just have to be strong enough to be happy.

I... hate... the way we are. Humans. Us. We.

I wish... that everybody could enjoy the simple things:

The beautiful things.

Enjoy their senses...

Sights... smells... sounds... tastes... touches...

They are the most wonderful feelings... the best experiences.

Get the fuck out of your heads people;

GET THE FUCK OUT.

Seriously, like.

I know humans suck.

Life sucks.

THAT'S HOW IT IS.

How can other people not accept this?

I've accepted it. I'm damned aware of it.

Why can't everybody else?

Human life SUCKS, k?

It just does.

We don't need to like

live... in sadness.

There's still wonderful things in this world.

Look past sadness. Look past pain. Look past people. Look past it all.

FACE YOUR FUCKING FEARS.

Look them in the face, and tell them they are bullshit.

Your fears are nothing. You are strong.

STOP PRETENDING YOU'RE WEAK.

and if you are weak, darling.

Admit that to yourself.

Pride is nothing.

REAL PRIDE COMES FROM ACCEPTANCE.

Accept the world. Accept yourself.

You are who you are...

and you're beautiful...

everyone... is beautiful...

everyone... deserves to be happy.

Everybody. Deserves. To be. Happy.

Happiness. :]

Smiles, joy...

GOOD TIMES

singing, dancing...

Love...

the ultimate happiness...

I miss love...

Though, my last love was not complete.

It wasn't true,

well, it wasn't as true as I wanted it to be...

I couldn't tell him everything.

For a while, I was too weak to admit to myself that it wasn't.

I didn't want to lose the person who made me happy.

But... when... that person stopped... making me happy...

...well

I started to think--

I started to realize.

R E A L I Z E.

I started to realize what I wanted out of life.

I want to be happy. Love just happens to be the ultimate form of happiness for me.

I'm going to be happy one day. I'm different. I can accept. I can deal. I'm fucking strong.

I'm not sorry. I'm not sorry I'm happy.

I feel bad for you, you:

the people who cannot accept the world, and still be happy.

Ya'll should take some of the shit I'm on: it's hella good.

Teehee!

I'm gonna go get FOOD.

FOOD WITH KENDAL~!

Did you know she's awesome? She really is.

That's why Cooper likes her so much more than me.

Dang.