I'm angry at some people for what may or may not be legitimate reasons. All the facts are not in, but I can not bring myself to call the people who would have all the facts because they are the ones who I am angry at.
I have very rarely been really angry. It's not something that I enjoy feeling. But here it sits in the pit of my stomach, festering.
Why can't it be next weekend already? I really have to get out of this town.
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We're both being cryptic little kittens these days, aren't we?
Yeah, and now I can't fucking stop thinking about it.
I know what you mean...
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