2.5.08

THE MAIN REASON I AM ALWAYS ALONE IS BECAUSE EVERYONE HATES ME

last summer i walked by a fenced-in area, where there were a group of horses.
there were bigger horses and also baby horses.
the baby horses ran around like they were happy and didn't have to know why.
i petted the baby horses on the head and then they ran around and looked happy.
after each time i petted them, they did this, they ran around,
and i thought that my hand must be a happy hand, transferring happiness to other people and that was why i didn't feel it, because no one can feel their own hand.
i went home and sat alone and wished that someone would come pet my head so i could dance around for them and show them how happy i am.
just kidding, i never feel anything.