today sucks the most ass.

i shouldn't have logged on. i just shouldn't have.

now my whole day is going to suck. perhaps even more than the day.

i need to talk to someone.

but i don't want to. they always get to hear about my problems, and i'm sick of spilling, but . . . i NEED to. for some reason i feel just a wee bit better after spilling.

i hate life.

i fucking hate it.

past. : present. : future.