Today, could be described with many, millions of words. One of which was, insane? No, maybe, aggravating, no getting warmer though. Oh, I've got it, fucked! Today was completely fucked. I have way more than 7 reasons, why I should have been run over by a car, willingly. Gosh, how cruel things seem. Anyway, I'm not sure if it's just me, and my over sensitive self, but whatever it is, it should be illegal.

I could have killed someone, and smiled, or worse, laughed. I just don't know, I have all these raging emotions, tucked away somewhere, and it's not safe. I'm not safe to be around I guess. But I get by, simply by grinding my teeth to a pulp, or by ignoring you for a moment or two. Believe me, if I didn't have my alone moments, I would have probably bludgeoned everyone with my books. Okay, that came out very wrong, but I just feel as if I'm not being what, understood? Fuck, I don't even know anymore.