FML
life is a pressure cooker right now. Not really sure how everything's going to come out. Tyring to remember that stuff I said about magnanimous kindness and joy and shit because right now I am really heavy into the stomach-turning, bubble-bursting disappointment zone. Like, I hate everything and nothing will ever get better. The world is a gross, gross place and it disgusts me. Trying to dig deep for the rational knowledge that this is not the case, but not having much luck. Hope tomorrow will be better. But it probably won't.