*sigh*

i'm feeling a little better now... i need to learn to breeeaaathe. people suck, though. me included... i'm a bad, bad person sometimes, so i guess i deserve to be treated like crap by others from time to time. keep me in line. oh well... i don't care. blahhh. why does it matter to me what people say? or, some people anyway... with most people, i couldn't care less what they think. then there's this minute fraction of the population that can actually hurt me if they choose...and they do. why do i let THEM matter? why would i care at all? *radiates luminous codependency* oh fuck me... i don't understand those who feel a need to make people feel like shit. if i upset anyone (and realize it), i feel horrid! i suppose that's just my weird guilt complex, though...

oh vell, that's them... i don't need them. i have better people to surround myself with. i shall do just that... i need to move on. i needed to have moved on long ago, but... i don't have an excuse for not. OH, OH! i thought of an excuse! i'm stooopid! that about covers it! taaadaa! *takes bow* yeah...

anyhooo...i'm gonna go enjoy tim amstrong's loverly...voice... oooh grrrr... calm calm.
*blushes*

okay, love yoo, buhbi.

Mood: okay
Music:punk-o-ramaaa 4...rancid...mmmm...