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*growls*
2005-02-14||xx||4:01 p.m.


Well, Happy Fucking Valentine's Day- whoop de fucking doo. As you can probably tell, I am not in a good mood for this day. I have been overly aggressive all day really, snapping at people when I normally wouldn't. And I don't do well with certain types of critique when I am moody like this, so much so that I want to snap back at someone for their offered critique. Not good.
I spoke with someone last night, and I let a few things out, things I had swallowed. I hate that somedays I can't express an emotion besides support, and that if I do, people think I am being mean. Fuck! No, I have goddamned bad days too, and some days I just do not want to sit there and talk about shit. Enough.

Oh well, I'm going to go draw something bloody. Fuck it.

Cephy

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