see, people aren't really happy, but they try to be. They tell their selves they love every little thing their lover does even it really annoys them. They say the love hunting for jobs though they're still jobless and some other person hunting for a job can't make this month's rent. They get in relationships so as not to be alone. They get all the adrenaline riushes they can in their youth and some in their adulthood while trying to be some ideal citizen that works and doesn't complain so they don't have to fear death until their old enough to not remember what being a kid felt like because the dementia set in and they can only see death as the nearest stop on the high way coming up.

Its so perceptive and it shouldn't be that way. We shouldn't have to convince ourselves to love our pain. But we do because we're selfish and want our life to be great. We want our life to be our own. And its bullshit.

Depressing high five! [/the todd]