Sprinkle the joy

Currently having those depression attack again. Everything feels wrong. I don't even grin sheepishly when I ordered a signature hot chocolate. I don't even flinch when the hot chocolate seems to hot for my tongue to handle. I don't even want to smile whenever I see adorable children. What I feel like doing is kicking those annoying kids who kept running around mall and screaming like life's perfect. You ain't see nothing yet, enjoy while you can, kid. I shall go and take a long bath, just to calm myself. Then spend a sitting-in-the-dark-listening-to-emo-songs. Yes, I am cliche. Sue me.