fuck, i think i am an official victim of PMS. i had one of those days where i was angry at the world, cursing my station in life and wishing death upon any individual who dared crack a smile. at least, i hope it's just PMS and not the result of some unresolved anger issues... which upon deeper introspection, might possibly be feasible! hmmm... should i see if anybody dies by my fist tomorrow, or eat that emergency bar of chocolate now?
there are so many things that irritate me at present; if it wasn't for a deep-seeded belief that i'm actually a placid and mild-tempered person on the inside, my head might be induced to spontaneously implode. what, only 10 more days of this, right?
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go treat yourself to a $3 cupcake.
ps. i like posts that start with a curse word. :)
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