i was so fucking happy, unbearable blissfully happy and I had noone to share with, to give that energy it shouldn't be so it's wrong and now I'm just burned out but who cares?

so, what do i have? nothing god, and i'm so happy no love, no money, no aims, only stupid weekdays, and that's all. i've just catched myself on the thought " i'm happy and always was and always will" so easy and hard, but actually, i don't give a fuck i'm letting myself be happy and enjoy it spring is still grey but already has apremonition about colours everything is good everything is goog