There's a lot of times where you forget how much you hate people. And how much they make you want to cry. And then there's those times where you remember. And you can't figure out if you hate it more for being what it is, or yourself for the angst.
I need to bitch, and I figured I'd do it here. No special reason other than few people need to hear me bitch and few people read this. I also like this song (The Ledge), which is irrelivant. Except that I keep having to stop typing to go 'humm-bi-di-bum-bum-bum', but whatever. The point that I need to complain about (briefly, because I need
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I always knew I was talented enough to keep two journals. Especially seeing as I post everything in my dead one because I forgot to care if people there think I'm random. Oh, well. Maybe I'll post something relevant here, someday.