plenty of enthusiastic angeryou will argue that for every one of your actions, i'll offer an equal and opposite criticism. true. and it's because whenever i present you with light at the end of the tunnel you try to convince me it's actually the light of an approaching train.
you think that it doesnt matter what you do. that it only matters what you say you've done and what you're going to do. of course, in your eyes everything remains plausibly deniable, and so you refuse to speak the truth, attempting constantly to make me feel like i like we're diagonally parked in a parallel universe. and "up with this crap i will not put." furthermore, i refuse to be depressed for depression is nothing more than anger without enthusiasm and i've got plenty of that.
just remember that those who live by the sword... get shot by those who don't.