Pain gives me the right to be unkind.
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Unkind, by Tabitha's Secret
I disagree with this sentiment wholeheartedly, but I get where it comes from, and I've always thought it was a powerful line. I understand a lot more than I used to about the probable inspirational sources and they make me sad, albeit distantly so because it was such a long time ago. And then I was listening to this song, to a different line, Joan's crazy is a place I call my own, when I'm alone, and thought of "Dear Joan," and then wondered if Rob's mother was named Joan. Strange little epiphany there. It works, though.
I'm in a strange mood. Kinda wanna talk about it, kinda don't, so I'm just staying quiet for the mo since some things should be settled soon, and then maybe I can figure out how I actually feel about said things. And other things. I don't know, I just suddenly got impatient and restless today. I have no explanations. Actually no, that's not entirely true: I felt like going for a drive. Which of course is completely impossible but the urge hit for the first time and it's made me a bit cranky, mixed up with other stuff. Mreh.