Ah.
Why is life so hilariously amazing and beautiful that it makes you want to gauge your eyes out and kill yourself?
Why do sometimes you expect so much from someone even though you know you're gonna get nothing?
Why do you sometimes want to be so happy, yet all you can think about are teh negatives?
Why do people not see how other people are feeling?
Why are humans always so self-paranoid and selfconscious and self indulged?
I'm very bored with my life and everything involved in it except for a few bits and pieces.
Carousel was lovely. Brother was extra nice. Until he said, " No i will not watch Harry Potter with you" Nevermind.
how can you not see it.
