| Current mood: | drained |
Fuck it.
Babe and Babe 2 are on AGAIN. Peter's FuckinG DRAGON is on.
I'm not a happy B.
In fact, I want to dissolve into a glass of wine.
If someone makes a comment that sounds degrogatory about me again I will shoot out my eyeballs.
I would go out, but I'm tired. Should I? It's times like these I usually end up crying in pubblic. But I'm probably known for that. I gave in my dissetation today. The odd man was on the train. He's not odd, but then again, it depends what you think is odd. Hey, time to piss off and fight against crushing feelings.
HO HO HO! PICK UP THE PICK 'N' MIX, THE SOUR ONES THAT AREN'T THAT SOUR, CHOCOLATE RAISINS. Hollow satisfaction, that was.
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