December 26, 2011

  • I need. To. Break.

    I don't know how but I need to figure out how to get everything out. Like. Soon. Before the end of the year. Week. Fuck, it's the same shit either way. Just need. To release. Soon. Agh.

    Anyway, as the night sort of dragged on and I lay around as Coyce slept beside me [during and after the party] I was thinking of how incredibly temperamental I've gotten. And it's the ridiculous kind; the kind that made me almost snap at Salvador again. That little bitch is going down, I swear. RAWRAWRAWR. FUCK. HE PISSES ME OFF SOMETIMES. Like a cocky fucking Nathaniel and I want to fucking shoot him. Ugh. 

    Anyway, just throwing out there that I'm bitter about everything. Don't think there's a right or wrong answer to it. Just two sides of the same story. And I won't guarantee that I won't push the same way you can't guarantee you'll open the door. "Penny. Penny. Penny. Penny. Penny. Penny." 

    -- ZelleZ