She. Miserable.
Standing in from of a mirror. Look at that face. The ugliest face of misery. You enjoy, you feel miserable. You do not enjoy and you still feel miserable. You must be some laughable stock! For you get out of your misery somehow to be miserable again. Where does that one come from? Misery. Ambition. Incompetence. More misery. You tell! Talk of misery *smirks* & it turns out you only become more miserable. Or have you been discovering it only now. NOW? Kidding me? Right? No? Poor baby. Yes? See? YES,YOU. The misery? I t was a part of your soul you were bent on avoiding. Now it is a part of that very soul. Entirely. Meaning that you had just saved yourself from misery, from your miserable life. But have been able to forfeit it. Ever? Even once? Little doubt that you keep making the wrong decisions for yourself. And for others? STAPH. THERE. RIGHT THERE. You don't even know what caring for others is! Lest making decisions for them. You can't even sta...