I have about a million things to say, and I'm keeping them all a secret. I'm not going to allow myself to feel at all discarded, used, or ignored today. I'm going to go home and do my laundry, and listen to music as loud as I like in my car, then go to bed early, and simmer.
I can understand why religion is so popular. I mean, unconditional love that endures as long as you don't go around fucking people over, stealing and killing people, and being an asshole? This isn't the popular interpretation, but... I can see how it would be appealing.
Anyway. Enough of this moping. There are things to do besides pining for people who don't pine for me. I resolve to be frozen, and cold, even if I go home to a fucking roasting pan of an apartment.
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