Actually, I'm in a mood to throw this stupid laptop into a wall. more out of frustration than anything else.
I think I'm supposed to be happy today. Oddly enough, I'm not. Funny how stuff works.
everything is a mess. everything is drama. Someday i will be allowed to be happy in a nice, simple form ...
I'm fucking sick of being so damned nice. But it's all I can do ... I must make everyone else happy or live with guilt.
I think I'm more mad at myself than anyone else right now.
I love you all and I hate everybody right now, if that makes any sense.