you know, in order to be happy, have to just not give a shit and be a calloused son of a bitch, say fuck the world and all the assholes in it. the only thing is, true happiness only comes when you decide to finally give a shit about something and help it grow and watch it become something greater than it was. this can be your kids, your significant other, your career, hell even your fucking pet for all i care. the thing of it is that you never really know that happiness unless you've been callous and heartless; you can never fully appreciate it unless youve felt apathy and disregard.

everyone starts out thinking "why can't we all get along?" and all that happy horse shit, and sooner or later you find out is doesnt work; only the truly disillusioned go through life believing that peace can exist and someone has the ability to not hold stereotypes and never hate (unless, of course, youre Gandhi or Buddha, but that doesnt count).

whats even worse is when youve found that something that you nurture and help to blossom and it gets fucked up; your neighbors kids destroy your flower garden, your beautiful car gets jacked, your love cheats on you or leaves you, the dog gets ran over, you get laid off because your boss is a cash-mongering whore who wants more money for himself, whatever it may be...it always gets fucked up. just some thoughts. i care for one thing and the rest can fuck off. if you dont like my shit, fuck you.

if you think im an ass, fuck you too. if you think im some jaded punk kid, fuck yourself in the ass and die in a fire. anyways, the world sucks, and its never getting better. grab whatever it is you love and hold on like your life depends on it, cause trust me, when it gets fucked youll want to end your life. and no, this isnt towards anybody, i just wanted to say it cause it seems everyone around me is getting fucked.

fuckin fight like you mean it when the shit hits the fan, literally lay your life and livelihood out there; if you dont you never loved it begin with and you deserve to die for letting whoever or whatever it is think that you did. you can always get a new job or get a new fuckin car, but youll get back your love and life will never be the same if you let that love go...trust me on this one. and yes im fine so dont fuckin ask.

i think im just getting calloused again, hah look, the title, wonder where the fuck it came from. whatever, night.