happiness is a process. it requires a lot of work, but the end result is worth it. i hope i make it to the end. i hope i won't waste anymore time than i already have on people that won't look at me twice. i guess all i have to say is that i'll try my best. hopefully i'll reach what they call 'true happiness'.

on a side note, i probably make everything sound way too melodramatic. sometimes i can't help it though, i'm not very good with words, especially putting things into words when i am a person learn from seeing and hearing. words have never been my forte. sometimes i feel that i say too much, sometimes i feel that i completely miss the point, sometimes i underestimate the value of the situation by using the wrong words or words not impacting enough. the overall situation frustrates me to no end, regardless of whatever dilemma i am facing. but i feel that by writing/typing out my frustration, i will be able to form a train of thought from the jumble of fuckery that happens in my head. it's therapeutic, for lack of a better word. hopefully in the process of becoming happier and a better person, i'll improve my atrocious grammar and awkward, choppy flow that i can never seem to fix no matter how much i reread my work. 

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