i'm TENSE and IRRITABLE and i don't want to be in this house any more
i wish i didn't have to stay here
i have to get this fucking paper done
i hate shit like this!
why can't everything just be art projects?

(i know i'm lying to myself, when i'm in a good mood i like writing... well i like writing for myself. i resent this piece of writing so fucking much. it's turning to a steaming pile of dog crap that i have to pick up with only a thin plastic bag between it and the skin on my hand... ew)  ¶ 7:07 PM