bleh. i'm SOOOOO mad. you know that feeling that you rarely get, when all of a sudden you just have to draw or write or do something to get it out of your system? well yeah. it happens so rarely for me but when it does i make super sad and long poems that i know i'll really really treasure. last time it happened? two pages of poetry and what happened to it? it disappeared. and until now, whenever i think about it i get pissed off really easily. and guess what? i just got the feeling again today. i was already forming lines in my head. and BOOM! this annoying girl started making elephant noises and talk about hot fuzz and 300. JUUUUUST PERFECT. some fucking distraction. and guess what? the poem...just completely blew up in my head. i feel like screaming into my pillow right now. and i have one REALLY strong urge to strangle someone.
FUCK!