My name is Wayne.: What is happiness?
What is happiness; what is it for?
Why does it come and go, like a child in and out the door?
Is happiness real, or is it a figment of our imaginations?
I smile, but does it mean anything?
So many questions; but no honest answer.
Is it because happiness isn’t really there?
Like a ghost in…

damn, this guy turns me on!
I’ll reblog this all day every day.
(via literallyaustin)
Always be a first-rate version of yourself, rather than a second-rate version of somebody else.
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