What. But why?
I feel horrid today.
I don't know why; I just do. I feel like going out and picking a fight. I feel like punching a hole into my monitor; this slightly worries me because although I've never been one to give in to my urges, I have to question why I would deliberately destroy something that means a lot to me.
I felt better earlier, when I was wearing my pink pajamas and just reading fanfic, but now, I'm dressed to go out and just waiting for my mom, I feel restless, antsy and downright irritated. At what, I have no idea.
I don't know why; I just do. I feel like going out and picking a fight. I feel like punching a hole into my monitor; this slightly worries me because although I've never been one to give in to my urges, I have to question why I would deliberately destroy something that means a lot to me.
I felt better earlier, when I was wearing my pink pajamas and just reading fanfic, but now, I'm dressed to go out and just waiting for my mom, I feel restless, antsy and downright irritated. At what, I have no idea.