posted on Jan, 25 2009 @ 06:07 AM
reply to post by -0mega-
Oh boy... listen man, take it from experience... that girl is not worth your trouble.
As for the rest of your post, I feel you.
Although it seems I'm a few years ahead of your time. Just a small few.
Hopefully you can channel your frustration of equating love with happiness into some form of creative avenue. I have writing music. It has opened my
mind so much since my days of longing for that certain someone that most times I don't even care about being alone... Hell most times I prefer it.
Gives me more time to be with the one true love which can never leave me, my music.
Women won't make you happy. I've had a few and to tell you the truth I've felt worse while in a relationship than out (other than the mmm sex
part), The hardest thing to find is a sane woman who wants a true guy as opposed to some stupid #ing fantasy which they've concocted in their
derranged skulls. I'll tell you one big #ing thing. I'm not happy at all if I'm pretending to be someone I'm not, and with girls it's hard to be
yourself especially if you ain't no Brad Pitt. I ain't no Brad Pitt, and people can either like me for me or they can all # off and I'll live alone
and be somewhat content.
True happiness is a lie. You can never be happy nor can you be fully satisfied with what good things you have forever. So why pretend or force
happiness? Why not be pissed off and homicidal? Why not embrace the darkness, the fear, the loneliness, the hate, the misery... just as much as you
seek the sunlight? Are we not being demasculated if we cannot indulge our less desired thoughts? Why can't we be tortured and not be asked "what's
wrong?" What's wrong!?!?! Anyone who asks what's wrong has NO clue.
Happiness is overrated. No great song ever came from it. If we're happy for too long, we become addicted to happiness and apathetic towards any other
way of being we may come into contact with. America, for example... the number one happiness whore in the world.
I'm an easygoing and mostly pleasant person to be around, too. I just recognize that happiness doesn't equate with peace or justice or harmony.
You can be happy as a clam while raping women and killing Jews.
A more relevant question might me "Is happiness ever true?"