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Living for one's SELF makes me happy. Not that I'm a selfish person, but I'm happy when I see that others find something that makes them happy. The only time I'm truly NOT happy is when people attactch their reason for being happy on me.
I'm happy with friends. I don't really have a lot to do with my family. But I'm happy to see them every now and then.
Living for someone else... no thanks. Been there and done that. It's less than stellar. To each their own though. ^__^
What didn't make me happy was going to the new goth club in town and this guy showed up because he was hoping to see me. He didn't show up just to be in the atmosphere and the freedom of expression. He showed up to see me. Which was kinda creepy in its own right. Poor guy. Do what thou wilt I suppose...
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No Gods. No Kings.
Not all beliefs and ideas are equal.
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