Ain't that the freakin' truth?!? I never understood it when someone said that no one can make you happy but you. Other people do make me happy, so I'm afraid I just don't get it. I may not be adept at making myself happy, but I sure as hell am talented at making myself miserable. I must enjoy it on some level because I keep doing it, which makes no sense because I wanna be happy.Why do I have to go and make things so complicated?
*gives Tessa a great big booby squishing hug*