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perfect_happiness
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we all want to know
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what is your idea of perfect happiness?
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soia
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Lesson 1, Part 2
take a walk on the wild side. lick your door jamb. rock out. footsteps coming going second floor third floor. monsters. meiosis. meister.
Lesson 5, Part-3
take a pill. if it doesn't make you feel happy, as long as it's a happy pill, you can tell yourself that it does, and then you will therefore be happy because there is no I and Me. There is only I am everything I am god.
Lesson Lesson unLearned
the nature of life is wanting things that you don't have. when you have what you think you wanted, it will not make you as happy as you proposed, hence you keep living, and suffering.
The Book Says
We are unhappy because we struggle. Stop struggling with how to stop struggling. Just stop.
I say
I took one of those pills. Am I still straight edge? Why has it made me nuts instead of happy?
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frAnk
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swimming with mermaids
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unhinged
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denial is not perfect happiness
love is not perfect happiness
drugs are not perfect happiness
the only thing i think even comes close is music
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farmfish
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without music life would be a mistake
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arinna
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music
honest laughter
being understood
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ragueneau
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freshly baked pastries placed in bags with poems written on them
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guitar_freak
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Self-worth
UNSELFISH self-worth
true friends
real peace
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The only thing people seem to think about "oh if things were such, then life would be perfect".
WRONG.
If you get up and do something and stop dreaming about it, then maybe your life will be better. You'll never get that "perfect" life you dream about, and you'll never be truly happy.
At least if you DID SOMETHING, I dunno, anything, at least you can say you tried, rather then potter around going "I wish I wish I wish".
Here's a hint: YOU AREN'T A GOD DAMNED GENIE!
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fyn gula
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he juumped up on top of the kitchen table, did a bit of tap, and got everyone to sing along. it wasn't anything fancy, the only music was what they could make with spoons and hands, but the thing is, everyone was happy.
really happy.
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inferiority_complex
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lobotomy
otherwise known as absolute ignorance
thanks alot mom
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stupidpunkgirl
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oxy moron
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misstree
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laughing, top of the world
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nocturnal
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lack of responsibility. total freedom. money doesn't matter, I can do anything at all I want with no consequences. utter hedonism. that would be my perfect happiness. oh, well, I'd want my friends to come with me to do whatever or go wherever I decide. but they'd know when I just feel like being alone, too.
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sandy end
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the ones who make me laugh giddily are the ones who crash me down like a fucking airplane caught in a tailspin. the happiness of bridging the "I-you" boundary, a "we" as a separate thing that exists and has separate emotion greater then what "I" can experience. goddamn it but pills CAN make a "we" like that, and that "we" isn't usually sane.
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birdmad
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cannot happen among the living
we NEED some kind of struggle to define ourselves against, no matter how trivial or mundane it may seem
we'd go insane and become extinct if our ideal world was thrust upon us
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misstree
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life would be a cancelled sitcom if everything were perfectly happy *all* the time...
but things never are, and those rare, delicious moments are the ones that recharge you to wade back into the gore.
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birdmad
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bingo.
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Norm
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Touch me, right there.
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shiva
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neural pathway restructuring
hormones and neurotransmitters
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jinx
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Kissing that boy...I'm waiting.
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dustin
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driving at night on the freeway with the windows down and the music loud.
playing hide and seek in a graveyard.
feeling the hot sting of the humid winds blowing in from the gulf.
swinging birches.
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misstree
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desperate_happines. purest state.
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mt
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er, desperate_happiness. guess the martinis are a bit strong...
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crOwl
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all of us around the dinner table, viewing our lives like art hanging in a side street gallery where a red dog sleeps on the brick steps in the sun, scratching at fleas, even as he dreams of balls to chase.
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041111
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what's it to you?
who
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