Dysfunctional Dreamer

I Was Going Thru,...

I was going through some pictures I saw of some people I once knew. Funny how somethings happen, and made their lives so much happier. For some reason, happiness comes so easily for other people, and not me. Perhaps it's due to my own shortcomings that I make it complicated for myself. I only can once remember when I was truly happy, not too long ago. The world seemed less unfriendly, slightly more certain. Everywhere looked more picturesque. Nothing could put me down.

I long to feel that again. And then I will truly be happy.

posted by nori_b @ 1:47 AM