i really feel like downing some codeine enhanced cough syrup. i'm not even coughing but my throat itches and i need a high.
all that b.s. builds up, even the small shit, so i get frusterated and imagine punching my fist, wimpy as it may be, through a glass window and watching the blood trickle down in red streams. and i'll be soothed.
conclusion: waking up early gives me too much time to think