Happiness is a just an expression formed by people shocked of their lack of unhappiness.
The holidays are simply trying on me cos I've like a million things to shop and do but awaiting patiently for payday. Last movie I caught was Sex in the Sizzling City. Sitting through the movie was like watching back to back to back episodes of the series itself. Self satisfaction with mmmm... big time satisfaction if ya know what i mean. With the abundance of tight buns and intense pleasure, i was surprised that it opened to an M18 crowd. Few years back this would be major R21 all the way. Times changed and i guess this is a way of sexual education for the young generation. Maybe if you desensitize the kiddos they'll not think of sex.
I think I've reached a stage of my life where I'm desensitized and immune. Whatever I say and do always comes about having a negative impact/impression on some poor soul there, so I am not interested in speaking and doing anything to express my opinion. I've been taking in a lot of crap from work, home and 'friends' and much to Dynamic Duo's surprise, I haven't screamed my head off like I used to and just nod and kept quiet. I think I'd lose my voice from the lack of use and my neck creaks each time i move my head. I literally hear my brain cells die.
(updated) Reading what I've just wrote gives me goosebumps. I haven't even hit 25. Imagine how I'll be when I turn 30 or 40. How jaded will I be then?
