the simple things in life are overrated

it must be nice being complacent with simple living. no drama. no worries. no unobtainable aspirations. sometimes i scoff at people who are emotionally shallow but really, i wonder who should be scoffed at. i shall never truly be at a point in my life where i can just be content or happy. moments of happiness are always brief and short lived. to me, there's no real point to anything except sustaining some sort of existence. hell, even if i believed in an ever after i'd prolly be dissapointed in that too. nothing is ever going to be good enough. nothing is ever going to be worth this living.