[i love you too, please die]

/// I LOVE YOU
/// I LOVE KITTENS
/// I LOVE HUGS
/// I LOVE HAPPY
/// I LOVE LOVE

/// YAY

[...sequence completed]


The every-happy Pollyanna types. 

This kind of hyper-saccharine nuisance makes me cringe and makes me want to lock myself in my room and never come out.

It makes me hope that someone in their life would just die in order to promote a sense of sobriety in their lives.