Its tragic that its easier to be negative than positive. its beautiful
that being positive leads you to a nicer place. Its scary that
sincerety makes you vulnerable. Its soothing that sincerety is what
people secretly crave. Its awesome that you know what I mean when I
talked about how I felt. Its funny that I assume you must then come to
the same conclusions as me. Its great that you could make it here, but
its tragic that you are drunk. Its sad that I cant go three days
without talking to you, but I guess its a kind of fulfilling dependancy.