no shit, there i was.

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Forget it.

"You shattered my image of love
So when I bit, it was for blood"

Nothing like starting off with taken-out-of-context, emo sounding lyrics.

Wooo.

Just having a night where I'm up, I'm mad and I can't sleep. I want to write a really good rant about how much I hate You You and You but I really don't have the heart or the energy to put much venom in it. My life is going really, really well, and I know that. I'm making plenty of money, have a great job, getting a good apartment in a ridiculously good location... but there are some nights when all of that gets clouded by petty frustrations and grievances. Things I think are minor, but I stay up hours thinking and stewing and chewing on them. All the How could you?s start mounting and then they're all I can see.

Then the world starts feeling very, very, very big. And empty.

And then I of course go to Diaryland. Who else?

1:38 am - 09.28.08

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