is certainly one I'd rather best forget. basketball was shit, bus was late... and many other little things got to me. I even screamed "FUCK OFF" in the kitchen as food spilt and there were guests here. tbh though, hes an arse so i couldnt give one shit.
I hate these days, everything little thing goes against you, and it all adds up and gets me to boiling point. usually, this results in me just fuming in my own little world. but screaming that earlier felt so damn good. basketball from last night hasnt downloaded yet, so shower and watch that when its done. i cant even be arsed with food now after spilling some. it wasnt even cooked or anything, it was the last straw.
*fumes*
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