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13 Apr 2015 02:45While my issues with my own stupidly short fuse have been getting better over the years, they're still there, and between them and a shitload of little things pissing me off throughout the day capped off with some drama between me and a local friend, I've arrived at this point.
It's 2:30 AM, I'm too pissed off to be able to get to sleep, and as much as I want to scream my fucking head off and break some shit, I really don't want the neighbors calling the cops.
I want to distract myself from all this unjustified, pointless rage, but I can't. Stuff that usually makes me happy just, somehow, makes it worse...I think it's safe to say you're having a crappy day when Markiplier doesn't make you feel better.
...Funnily enough, though, typing all this out did. Like, a lot.
Not sure how that worked, but honestly, at the moment? Don't care, not questioning it.
So, uhh...yeah. Disregard this. Thanks. G'night.
It's 2:30 AM, I'm too pissed off to be able to get to sleep, and as much as I want to scream my fucking head off and break some shit, I really don't want the neighbors calling the cops.
I want to distract myself from all this unjustified, pointless rage, but I can't. Stuff that usually makes me happy just, somehow, makes it worse...I think it's safe to say you're having a crappy day when Markiplier doesn't make you feel better.
...Funnily enough, though, typing all this out did. Like, a lot.
Not sure how that worked, but honestly, at the moment? Don't care, not questioning it.
So, uhh...yeah. Disregard this. Thanks. G'night.