According to some cynical commenter .. :-) I can't write happy stuff... tut, tut.. what a load of ox crap. I can write many many happy things. Just see for your self.
Muse:
I've always wanted a happy ending.
When i was younger, I went to bed with stories of princesses in pink dresses, even though I hated pink. but the princesses had 'happily ever after and found 'true love'. There was 'magic' involved, and in the end, everyone was 'happy'.
The only thing out of those I still believe in is that everyone gets a happy ending.
Don't make me lose my faith in that. please. But I doubt you can make me loose it either.
However, I remember my favorite shirt used to be perfect.... when I was a young tad that was.
It was white and I, in a moment of clumsiness, spilled so Coca-Kola on it.
I spent hours trying to get that stain out. I washed and scrubbed and got my mum to bleach that shirt, all for nothing.
It made me realize that some stains aren't meant to come out. maybe some just can't.
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That thought depresses me. everyone knows happy endings don't have stains in them.
Shezzz.. so much for my happy entry !
But look at the brighter side of things, I at least understood that life's a bitch most of the time !
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