Woe is me

My life is a darkroom. One big, dark room... By the time you have read this I will have jumped leapt plummeted from the winter river bridge... Everything I touch turns to coal. Life is a pointless barrage of pain. I am sadder that anyone could possibly be, pity me, make comments in my journal so I feel loved...

No. Wait. That's not right. I must have LiveJournal disease. I actually feel great. I had a good night. I had fun. I'm well fed, my rent is paid, I'm drunk and I'm tired but I don't have to get up early tomorrow. I feel great. Surely I will not only lose my Goth Card™ but have LJ account revoked for this. Really... doesn't anything good happen to anyone here? Is no one here ever happy or even content?

Did the cute girl you were eyeing all night talk to you and say nice things? Did you have a happy dream? Did someone's smile make your day? Does nothing good ever happen to anyone with a LiveJournal account?

Says it all