Slap In The Phace

When your day starts with you messing up what you worked hard to conquer, does fate really give you a silver lining. I reckon once a day is spoilt in the early hours of the day there really isn't much you can do to make the rest of it an awesome day, however it is on days as such where you begin to realise who a bumb and a productive person in your life is.

The bumb would try and console your or even consolidate by incorporating your experiences to their rather dull life and hopefully just maybe a smile will dawn and you will be your chirpy-self. The reality is that all of that horse-twinkles that people often say is non effective, it proves how pessimistic people are, and we all know that those who openly venture along that path are very hypocritical ass-whips that try and make reality all about them hence they can attest to everything you yourself have done, or never even had a vague thought on doing. Simply put a Bumb is quite rightly that, a useless somebody who knows how to fill in the missing words.

On the other hand there is the productive person. They don't try to make you fell better by gesturing weird and wonderful things but opt instead to let the little things, they will most certainly do, change your mood and the riveting mood that is set, creates a plot of everlasting joy (not really).

The importance of the later described person is of such importance that I reckon that if more and more people had someone who had such tendencies, psychiatrists would be obsolete and depression too non existent.

Maybe just maybe you should re-evaluate who you surround yourself with before  you succumb to actions of shear cowery like taking your own life.