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a few pints in me and it all comes to a head.
once again, life's given me the titty twister and built me up only to knock me down. well not life per say, but people once again send me large amounts of upset and disappointment. it's as if every time i regain faith in humanity from the actions of one lovely individual the preverbial rug has to be pulled out from underneath me in a matter of days. it's only fitting that such things happen to me when i feel like i'm the most careful to prevent such let downs. i never do anything i haven't thought over a hundred times in my head, thinking i can percieve every possible outcome and prepare myself for any such ending, but when the hammer comes down it still kicks me in the stomach and leaves me back at square one. and people wonder why i'm so bitter.
i hate writing in such vague, painfully unpoetic aliterations, but it only seems apprpriate.
i feel a bender coming on.
once again, life's given me the titty twister and built me up only to knock me down. well not life per say, but people once again send me large amounts of upset and disappointment. it's as if every time i regain faith in humanity from the actions of one lovely individual the preverbial rug has to be pulled out from underneath me in a matter of days. it's only fitting that such things happen to me when i feel like i'm the most careful to prevent such let downs. i never do anything i haven't thought over a hundred times in my head, thinking i can percieve every possible outcome and prepare myself for any such ending, but when the hammer comes down it still kicks me in the stomach and leaves me back at square one. and people wonder why i'm so bitter.
i hate writing in such vague, painfully unpoetic aliterations, but it only seems apprpriate.
i feel a bender coming on.