Crap episode #010
this isn’t me.
i don’t usually hate people at random, nor do i wish that something bad happens to them. like probably an anvil would drop down from the sky on the their heads. but you ever get the feeling when you wake up one morning, and everything just seems to be wrong?
maybe today being friday the 13th doesn’t help at all, but then again i am not even superstitious.
do you ever get that neurotic feeling that people seem to be ganging up on you, and worse, that they’re playing you for a fool? it’s one of those days again. and i don’t even know where it’s coming from.
or maybe i do. and i know exactly how to cure it. but i can’t, because i can only do so much.
pathetic isn’t it?
