i suppose its that time of the month where we all succumb to forms of lunacy. i have my reasons, how 'bout the lot of you? you know how it is. moods riding on monster pendulums, zits telling themselves its time to shine, appetites unleashing themselves and wreaking havoc in the gastronomic department. is it just me, or was i trying to be extra nice today to spare someone the monstrosity of having to be near me at this godforsaken moment. and getting fucked as a result.
but anyway, i lack the capacity for grudges so lets talk about tea and crumpets instead. i think the only reason for my current jackpot-ing is because im finally reaping the fucking benefits of karma. fuck all you phantom menaces. having said that, i think i need to stop convincing myself that im being victimized because good things are happening elsewhere and i need to go graze greener pastures. yes, im a fucking sheep. leave me alone in my meadows of tranquility.
such thwarting emotions. i could shoot myself for being so randomly and unnecessarily dramatic. i could really use a tranquilizer shot right now.
note to self: please tell me which part of 'fuck off' dont you understand?