I'm upset I lost my tea, I was enjoying it. It seems when I out it down, I've put it down for the last time, that is to not have the chance to pick it up again to put it down. The things we enjoy are temporary, but often seem to be more enjoyable than if we are to wait. What a setup, trying to make it seem like the drug that is happiness is only attainable in small moments! Why can not we enjoy ourselves most times? Instead, the only thing you produce is a sense of neutrality, and to take away instead of give! You pry my tea, that is to say my happiness, from my parched jaws with your ugly hands- oh I found my tea

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