I hate it when people try to tell me that they want to make me happy. It's like they're forcing their immature feelings and emotions onto me. It's such a lame assumption to even believe that being on a euphoric constant happy high is N O R M A L.
No, I'm telling you, it's not. Don't be an idiot.
Even my parents don't force me to be happy. They give me the pre-requisites I need in life- then tell me to choose how I want to feel. And it's okay to be sad, because I then sincerely appreciate it when happiness brushes me by sometimes. I say something along the lines of, "Wow, this is great. But goodbye. I hope to see you sometimes soon?"
OK got work to do now ZZZZzzzz
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