7.06pm
Wednesday
16 March 2005

Nothing ever seems
to make you happy
Are you miserable, babe?
Or are you just plain mean?

Now you're the big expert with the truth
Now you're a apple pie and you're bulletproof
It musta been a short five minutes somewhere in your youth
When you laugh like water breaking over the broken land

--American Music Club, "Another Morning"

I'm going to write off my consistent resentment and bitterness that has been resultant of all social interactions in the past few days as PMS. I am not one to do that, and it's not as if I'm excusing any sort of behavior or misdoings, I am just allowing my brain to rest on that as a reason for my lack of satisfaction with ANY FUCKING THING.

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