Listening to: Who Loves The Sun? - The Velvet Underground
Feeling: pooped
I am totally PMSing.
First I was talking aloud to myself (it's really not insane when you're alone and just voicing your thoughts.... Or maybe it is and I'm gonna end up like Sylvia Plath. At least she made her kids food before she stuck her head in the oven.) about how I dislike so many people. I am such a hostile person. And it's sad because I try to be like "everyone has similarities, our similarities are what makes us unite" blah blah blah and then I don't like anyone.
And then I started crying cause my boyfriend won't hang out with me unless he has someone else there!
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