You’ve got to learn how to laugh, how to be happy. You’ve got to have a support system to help you navigate her waters – friends, families, Alcoholic Anonymous, Ku Ku Klux gang… Whatever floats your boat.
Learn to take the bad moments in stride and be quick to get out of its funk. We all know we’re never getting out of her grip alive anyway, so why would you want to die inside before you’re dead outside.
Treat life kindly, laugh with her and at her. She might be tough but she sure understands how to take a chill pill and give you a bit of space. Laugh at yourself, learn to take your blows before the world throws theirs.
Enjoy the pain, turn it into laughter. Enjoy the laughter, use it to generate more. The world might judge you wrongly, don’t dwell on that, after all the world was once confused on its shape. She was once flat, now she is round, tomorrow she might be oval. You really want to be bothered by her opinion of you?
What is your opinion of you? What do you see when you look within? Now that’s what matters, for what you see is what you project and ultimately what your neighbour sees.
So once again, I tell you, learn to live, learn to be happy, learn to laugh. Screw life in the ass but don’t be rough. Take it gently, like a passionate lover, and she’ll love you right back. Try to rape her and she’ll let karma loose on you. It doesn’t matter if you’re married, single, religious or just fucking hate religion, carve out your niche and be HAPPY.
Sing, dance, watch sports, play sports, watch movies, be in movies, work, school, be who you can be, all you can be, but never let your sexuality define you.
At the end, let your tombstone read: “Here lies a HAPPY man, he’ll be greatly missed.”
Written by Colossus