i'm not just going to let you crash and burn like this, and i can't believe you're telling me you're happy, and i can't believe i'm not scared. one day we're going to remember this. and one day we're all gonna die and decompose into the prettiest fall tree this town has ever seen. it's thoughts like these that get us nowhere, and it's words like these that get us somewhere, and it's actions like these that let us die happy. i just want you to realize how much you just need to realize your own faults in life and you need to realize that your imperfections are better than the milkyway, imperfections make a perfect face, not an ugly duckling. have faith in the world have faith in pittsurgh and have faith in this bloody basement filled with cocroaches that crawl up your nose and eat your brain. because we all feel so alive, sunshine doesn't do every god damn thing. sunshine can't just make you feel alive. YOU make YOU feel alive. sunshine isn't every thing. and neither is god's small penis.

EDIT: we're not breaking hearts, we're breaking wine glasses. we're licking our fingers and rubbing them in a circular motion to make the high pitched noise so all the dogs in the universe can hear us. and i don't want to be an optimist. i want to be a pessimist and be the only one there is. because all anyone is anymore is an optimist. and optimist thoughts kill me sometimes, i just don't understand how someone can think the better side of things all the fucking time. like how the grass is greener on the other side. the grass may be greener, but what if they have tomb stones on top of them? what if you keep stepping over them and they just keep sleeping tight with worms and bugs eating away at them? what if they can never become that one thing they always wanted to be, that beautiful tree they wanted to sprout into? and have people kiss under it, and fight under it, and ruin perfect little optimistic picnics under. there's a negative side to every single thing that exists. there's a negative side to the dead and there's a negative side to the living and the lurking. you could buy the cutest little puppy, but that puppy has needle teeth, and it bites your shoes and you put the shoes on the wrong feet because this puppy is so damn high maintenance. and there's just not enough time for you to be an optimist or be narcissistic or be that somebody you just wanted EVERY SINGLE BEING YOU KNOW to pay attention to. all anyone is anymore is fucking optimistic. there's just not enough pessimists out there! and i need one to talk to me and i need one to leave with me and i need one to not be so god damn happy all the time. i'll admit, i love falling into happy trances, but sometimes, you just need a break. you just need to refresh with someone completely different from what you expected. and i'm sick of everything looking happy. take a little color and splatter it somewhere you never would like on someone's brand new white t-shirt. PERMANENT PAINT. you're not so optimistic now, are you? because all your wine is spilled all over your new ripped jeans from H0||i$73R. and that wine you'll remember forever and give to goodwill so you can give it to a pessimist and you swore and promised yourself you wouldnt even touch a pessimist because you're the biggest optimist around and i'm saying the same words but i mean them god dammit and i want you to hear them, and i want you to hear me out. optimism isn't FUCKING everything, okay? it's just not and this is how i feel. and no one will listen to me rant in real life about how i want to be un happy once in a while. if i don't talk something is wrong with me, if i talk i'm weird. if i'm not happy, i'm a pessimist and if i'm not HEY LET'S GO PICK GARDEN TODAY! optimistic there's something wrong with me. SO WHY DOESN'T SOMEONE JUST CONTROL ME. GET A FUCKING T.V. REMOTE AND SET ME TO WHATEVER MOOD YOU WANT ME TO BE IN. and i can gaurentee i'll go right back to this. and i'll rant and rant until your eyes can't fucking take it anymore. I'M GIVING UP AND I'M NOT GOING TO DO THIS ANYMORE. LET'S BE UN HAPPY! PLLLLLLLLLLLLLLEASE.