Pinpoints my point exactly. Like I said, us, we aren't happy people. Our laughs, smiles, are mere distractions. Let's just get up and get out, and fly away from everyone and everything. Yes?
God, I'm so pathetic. Haha, I'm up until like 4 in the morning reading stories posted on the internet. Needless to say, I've already read them. Probably more than five times.
But... the author is so amazing. I love how her stories are so cynical and jumps out at you in every single way possible. She's deep and always has a way with words making you sit on your damn computer for 10 hours, thinking, reading, laughing, and yes, maybe even crying. But, what strikes me the most is how her stories never end in those "happily ever after," happy endings. And, I'm starting to realize, there really is no such thing as happy endings.
The Joy of Being Happy. What is my joy of being happy? And your's? Huh, I don't know, you tell me.
Kinda' makes you look at happiness in a different angle, doesn't it?
But... the author is so amazing. I love how her stories are so cynical and jumps out at you in every single way possible. She's deep and always has a way with words making you sit on your damn computer for 10 hours, thinking, reading, laughing, and yes, maybe even crying. But, what strikes me the most is how her stories never end in those "happily ever after," happy endings. And, I'm starting to realize, there really is no such thing as happy endings.
The Joy of Being Happy. What is my joy of being happy? And your's? Huh, I don't know, you tell me.
Kinda' makes you look at happiness in a different angle, doesn't it?
