can I take a second to rant about people messing with my good mood? oh, of course I can. it's my journal. it's silly, but that's what livejournal seems to be for in my book, increasingly. if it's a fun, happy story, it goes in my travel blog, and if it's personal I'm no longer all that keen on sharing it with everyone. so there you go. stupid ( Read more... )

I am so thoroughly fed up with shit. I've tried to be a good person. I've tried really hard, and I'm still getting screwed over ( Read more... )

it's a powerful force, and sometimes powerful forces just tear you down without asking first. I'd like to be okay with that and yet I'm not, nor will I be. but try screaming "this isn't fair!" at a hurricane; see if it blows over for you.

I want to stop feeling hurt and sick and angry, but I can't.

sitting in pearlstone today I overheard someone say "I tried to read a book once...it didn't go well."

it's times like this that I regret attending goucher college...or being born into a world where people don't appreciate their own capacity to think - I don't know.

on the other hand, it really is beautiful out, isn't it?

fucking stress. fucking worry. fucking loud people. fucking fights. fucking shit I can't get over. fucking last night. fucking tonight. fucking everything. fucking midterm critiques. fucking painting. fucking being unhappy without any good god damn reason. fucking not knowing what the fuck is going on. fucking world, just god damn it! fuck fuck ( Read more... )

it's like I can't help but burn, but I'm only tempting fate, waiting to come up just ash. sometimes there's a phoenix to rise up, but faith is only blindness telling you the next time won't leave you with nothing but cinders.

me, I just know I'm not about to be vulnerable to a known danger ( Read more... )

so, I've packed into the last forty-eight hours at least the amount of self-loathing, melancholy and anger allotted to the average month. in that time I became pretty angry at an old friend, learned a new word for how I'm inadequate, decided to return to an old flaw, thought better of it, went to have surgery, didn't have surgery, made my mother ( Read more... )

gah! who takes still-wet laundry out of the dryer halfway through its cycle so they can put their own in?! fucking rude! some people should be annihilated.

well, I'm sure glad their stuff is dry now. >_<

it took so much willpower not to chuck every last thong from that dryer out onto the volleyball court. fuck you, dryer-thieving skank.

of a very random sort ( Read more... )