I have a problem with doubt, that and I'm a little cynical. I used to think that life would be okay, that things would work and I could be happy. I also used to spend time skipping through fields of daisies... Well guess what? Things won't work out in the end. You will never be happy. You will die penniless and alone. So quit now while you're ahead.*
Yeah, I'm just a little bit cynical.
*Don't really, things will work out in the end... whatever.
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