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And people like you and me, no sir, we don't deserve 'happy'. If there is a God, he is a sadist bastard, and we probably are his favourite children to smite. We are destined to be happy just long enough to know the sting as it all gets stolen away from us, at our own hands or somebody else's, in one tiny flash. Just long enough that it stings and the pain lingers.

And so, we smoke a little too much, drink a little too much, work a little too hard, cause in those tiny moments of self destructive ecstasy, we think we've cheated destiny.