there is some kind of undying, relentless animal feeling in my gut that tells me that i am truly happy wherever i am. that's because i typically have all the physical essentials of life... water, food, shelter. it's just that i'm so scared to be happy with "what-the-fuck-ever".
i want to strive for better.
i will strive for better.
i will get the better of the best.
i can't live my life with displeasure in what and where i am now. so i have devised a plan worth my own consideration. the plan is to actually be 91.7% honestly truthful to myself in how i really feel; to be 73% completely comfortable with my surroundings; to work on the goal...all the time; to chill the fuck out about 69.9% of the time; to be selfish beyond belief; to be open and giving beyond reason; to calculate 60% of the time and to give in 60% of the time.
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