Is it wrong if you're not dainty?

Baisez! I'm having no more of those ecstatic days. Neither, those ravishing moods that I frequently have. I see the pendulum swinging sides to sides with nothing, other than useless motion. I see people singing and strutting lively, which makes me envy. I am craving for my happy days. Add a touch of Galaxy chocolate might do some changes. Only God knows. I wish to do a recount. If only I have the strenght and the will to do it. A few lines would do. These working hands wouldn't write more. Or even key in anything else.