Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Time of the month

Shit happens

When the time of the month comes, I become confused. Am I angry, or am I upset. I think I forgot how to be angry. But I definitely remember how it feels to be upset.

Trivial things don't make me angry. Na'ah. But like a bottled PepsiMax left unopen and shaken and stirred too many times, it will burst out all its fierce force of carbonated soda water. Me too.

Shit happens

I don't need your effing explaination.

No thanks.

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