Winter winter winter.
Snow snow snow.
I don't really believe it has ever been so harsh.
At least not in the area where I live.
People who complain about the snow frustrate me the most though.
Just put on a fucking jumper if you're cold.
And get some decent shoes if you're affraid for a facesmash into the snow.
All I've heard the past two months were people who bitched on the weather.
It frustrates me that when people have sunshine they complain that it's too warm.
When people have rain they complain it's too wet.
When people have snow they complain it's too cold.
It's never alright and they're never statisfied.
People always need more and they always need different?.
Why's that?
Because we take everything for granted.
We even don't know what true joy means.
Why is it that a child gets excited when it snows?
Why is it that when children grow up small things like snow aren't worthy to get excited for?
You know..
I actually used to say that I hated snow.
That I hated many things.
Stupid.
I don't hate anything.
I even don't know how to hate something..
The world is fine as it is.
Even if there are many problems to deal with.
Because seriously.
If you knew that tomorrow would not come..
Wouldn't you regret that you spent days locked up between four walls instead of going outside those four walls..
and play.
No matter how much snow there is, no matter how much rain falls, no matter how hot the sun shines..
All is just fine.
So stop with complaining it's not that you achieve much out of it.
I've had facesmashes, buttcrashes, ice-slips this winter.
It's just a part of this world.
It's stupid to waste it in a four walled room with stupid fantasies about a world that 'could' be.
Because for some..
Tomorrow really does not come.

TIEN.