Disappointment is a sort of bankruptcy - the bankruptcy of a soul that expends too much in hope and expectation.

I'd like to go up to all those "friends" who have disappointed me and give them a big "Fuck you". Just walk right up, smile, flip them the bird and walk away.

I don't know at this point what I do to people to make them treat me the way they do. I'm not a horrible person, so why do I get treated horribly?

The thought of becoming a hermit sounds very appealing to me lately. To be able to disappear and not have to answer to anyone, deal with stupid bullshit, hear other people's complaints. Ah, yes. Bliss.

I must have had a lemon for breakfast cuz I aaaaam bitter.