Like Kisha, I generally try to be a happy person, and I uber-hate confrontations. But sometimes rainbows and fucking glitter have to take a backseat to fire and brimstone and the half-evil side of me coming out (Mr Realist thinks I need a 333 tattoo). It's why I'mromantically involved with Kisha. I save up some nuggets of brimstone and tongues of flame, and let them all go on Mondays. It's a perfect fucking day to bitch. Mondays suck most of the time.

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I know this isn't incredibly bitchy, but I'm too resigned today to be bitchy. I'm more complainy.

Today, I just wanted to fucking give up. I'm tired, LDs. Tired of feeling like this.

Like the stepfather was right all those years ago.

"You'll never amount to anything."

"You're useless/stupid/lazy/etc."

What in the seven hells do I have to do? You can't get a better job without experience, and you can't get experience unless you're in the field.

I guess it doesn't help that I don't know what I want to do. I DO know that I sure as shittin' don't want to do what I am doing for the rest of my natural earthly life. I want to be outside. I want to help people. I want to help people have fun. I want people to enjoy life...the way I used to.

Anyone else feeling like they want to kick people in the face with metal cleats on? Right now, I just kind of hate the world.

Still don't have any good ideas for my video. Fuckyboo.

*sigh*

Hope your day was better than mine.

Heepwah, and be safe out there.

Ms D