we can make wham humour posts all we want but we will never beat george michael himself, back in the early eighties, writing shit like this

it’s like it’s never enough. nothing is ever enough. every fucking second im still alive something shit has to happen. everything just always has to go to shit. it’s like the universe decided i wasn’t suicidal enough. like nothing should be enough for me to be happy, and i shouldn’t be enough for anyone else. it’s always just emptiness emptiness emptiness that i can’t fill with anything, not with happiness or with sadness or with anything.