Peckish

I'm feeling irritable and cranky, whiny and sulky, indifferent and angry and there's no one close I can talk to, or even want to. I'm basically tired and the confusion in my head just makes it worse. So what do I do? Sleep, I guess. And whine to the world ..And hug the pillow.

Damn, it doesn't hug back.

Fair too, I guess, for eventually in this journey of life we are all alone, absoluetely alone, and that's how we ought to be.

Note to myself: Shut uppppppp.

Note to world: Make fun of me if you want to.I frankly dont care.