Do you ever wonder why you are friends with the people in your life who are always miserable? I mean the people who can see the negative in everything. I get that some people are actually depressed. I've dealt with truly depressed people and those aren't the ones I mean.
Truly, or clinically depressed people have no time for whining. They're usually in a dark place that has little time for frivolity.
I am talking about the fucking whiners in life who only ever want to see the crap in life and then blame anyone but themselves. You know who I mean... men are all assholes, all they want is one thing ... then, seemingly five minutes later... why can't I find someone to loooovvveee mmmeeeee???? Always marvelling at the fact that they can never find a good man or woman while never once stopping to consider the one common denominator in every single one of their failed relationships: themselves.
|You got to have yo' dreams|
This is the shit I think about when I lay awake and four in the morning trying not to wake TGB.
That's when I find myself thinking about the people in my life that I want to slap upside the head and scream, your life is not nearly as fuck all miserable as you seem to wanna believe, you dumbass!