So Mean duh!

I laugh okay. Giggle. Smirk. Loud laugh. Hysterical laugh. I just laugh a lot. I laugh at everything. I laugh at everyone. Even myself.

I laugh when someone dies. I laugh when someone cries. I laugh when someone is in pain. I laugh when he vomits on the roadside due to a sunstroke. I laugh when her grandmother dies. I laugh when my parents are mad at me. I laugh when my best friend calls me a bitch and hates me. I laugh when my sister judges me. I laugh when I am put on an “improvement plan”. I laugh when he has a heavy accent. I laugh when she makes grammatical errors. I laugh when they brag. I laugh when they are meek. I laugh when they are stupid. I laugh when they are smart. I laugh when they act innocent. I laugh when they are too bold.

I laugh when her dress is too tight. I laugh when his tummy tires bulge out from that t-shirt. I laugh when their butt cracks show. I laugh at her ugly boyfriend. I laugh at her handsome boyfriend. I laugh when his wife is taller and manlier than him. I laugh when his wife is too flat and tiny. I laugh when she spills drinks on me in the club. I laugh at gays. I laugh at straight people. I laugh at those shabby beggars. I laugh when someone trips and falls flat. I laugh when they fail. I laugh when they succeed. I laugh at poverty. I laugh at riches. And I laugh at jokes- even the poorest of them.

And only seldom I cry. Seldom I feel the pain. The sorrow. The gravity of the situation. I should’ve helped.

But mostly, I just laugh.

Karma is gonna give it to me so bad. Right?

P.s. : I’m gonna make some salad now. It shall have black olives 😉