And I mean this in the sincerest way possible. No sarcasm. No bad wit. Just take my word for it. Do not underestimate superficiality.

It has been no secret that life has been crapping me bitter lemons lately. From the stroke to those problems in school, nazi girlfriends, even nazi-er ex-girlfriends, and pretty much every type of shit you can step on or chew at.

So where is the superficiality? The fact that I try to make myself happy by red footless tights and moisturizers and all those little things. Because, when everything in life is fvcking up people look into the little things to make themselves happy. No matter how banal or superficial they may be.

Sometimes, people need to be superficial. Because superficial things can’t fail you. They have no dimension thus, they have no other aspects to be looked into. What you see is all that you get. No science or mathematics involved. Nothing except for the momentary pleasure it brings.

I know a lot of people get on by with superficial things. Like nail polish, excessive shopping sprees, and eye make-up. But of course, with everything else, even superficiality require some degree of moderation.