Sometimes there's just so much anger and dissatisfaction that it bubbles out from the core of me to the surface.

Why do I get angry at the weather?
Why do I expect so much of others?
Why am I such a failure in keeping the promises I make?
Why is it that I never feel rested?
Why am I always falling sick?
Why is it that my face is always breaking out?

This is one of the days that I feel like a shit of a person.


Dreamt on Wednesday, March 30, 2011; 7:55 PM 0 Comments


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