if it makes you happy...

it can't be that bad,

right?

i guess... but what if really strange and bad things make you happy? like going on drug binges or beating up your girlfriends or having a fetish for chinese chicks...

or worse still, what if it's not as obviously messed up as that but just as detrimental, like being in a relationship with someone from a different timezone or faith or political belief or ethnicity or someone from the same sex?

can happiness really sate your starving soul?

if so...
then why do i feel so naughty when i'm happy?

like as if i don't have the right to be

once upon a time...

hai.....

*smile*

hmmmmm.......

*swoon*

do they live happily ever after?

*shrugs shoulders*