Where's your happiness

[Cassandra]

Mine is in defrosting my toes after a long meander West to see some OG clients. Smell of the peat I bundled away in the back of the hearse ( I drive a hearse now. Hearses are cool) snap, crackling away under that hearth...spiced pumpkin soup...new killer work heels.

Unhappiness is a dreadful thing and often us well-tilted individuals do forget, how lovely it is to pay to f:-) and to be paid to f:-) in ones own country.

And to think of some skeleton lifed, working away from their husbands(or wives), their favourite bar, their favourite hairdresser and racially homogeneous capital cities. Though it seems like pity, it's really not. Just spare a thought for them salty ass cheap motherfucking Thots.

[Mister Anderson]

Mine is in picking up a guitar and playing what ever I hear as I hear it. Or revealing that magic to a child. Or sitting alone in a field in the middle of nowhere with clear skies watching the sun go down.


The list goes on ...

[Clueless]

Mine is to enjoy the little things in life like hearing the little birds sing, watching the leaves go extravagant colours at this time of year

[Larrii]

.... I bundled away in the back of the hearse ( I drive a hearse now. Hearses are cool) ... spare a thought for them salty ass cheap motherfucking Thots.

Aaaaamen

With the hearse, get a friend with an anglegrinder to cut off the back windows and make the coolest pick-up truck ever. Do they ever go faster than 30k?