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What would make me happy? Friends and family. No matter how dull life gets--- and cliche, they are still there. Who cares if things go too loud for my quiet world, that kind of noise I can endure.
Who would make me happy? People who are not content with the mediocre. Good enough is not good enough, only a handful people believe that. And they make me happy.
What would make me happy? To do things I like best. To know I’ve exhausted all efforts on my part. And not care if people do not think it is the best.
What would make me happy? To like the things I do. To be lazy for one whole day and not worry about the consequences. To be free to talk my mind and not be judged.
Who would make me happy? People with open minds and take the time to actually listen and accept the fact that both of you are capable of thinking. They do not have to agree with you but they do lend ears.
What would make me happy? To be myself, totally different from everyone else and not be damned. And while on the subject, for people to be who they are and not second-rate duplicates.
What would make me happy? Quiet time. Some time to realize that I’m happy and was not put in this world randomly. Silence has always been comforting, to know that I can sit in one place and deal with the world my way. No matter how bad things turn out, I can always clear it up in my head. I can go out, be fine again. It’s not pretending, it’s me coping with this mad world.
What would make me happy? The things that some people do not notice. Coffee, water, sleep, a good book, time, papers, pencils, movies, music, food, pillows, a smile, chocolates, dreams, lights, tears, darkness, sunshine, dawn, wind, rain, fire, ice, conversations, watches, white, black, tick tock, silence. Mediocre should be taken out of the dictionary.