she was angry. at. everything.
maybe it had something to do with the fact that her uterus had slowly been leaking for about 3 weeks now, making her emotions fly off the handle everytime even the vaguest thing went awry.
or the fact that her band mate and companion had decided that filling her nostrils with as much white powder as possible was more important than even acknowledging her existence.
or because she had let herself go in many ways. health and otherwise and it was frustrating to sit there and try to recover from her own mistakes when the whole fiasco could have been completely avoided if she had just been smarter.
or the fact that her partner seemed so uninterested. as if everything she tried was just not exciting whatsoever. and it seemed that he wanted nothing else than to do his own thing and encourage her to do her own. she felt him leaving. but she felt everyone leaving. or perhaps she was leaving herself. who knew. who gave a fuck really?
no one.
she was angry. at. everything.
maybe it had something to do with the fact that her uterus had slowly been leaking for about 3 weeks now, making her emotions fly off the handle everytime even the vaguest thing went awry.
or the fact that her band mate and companion had decided that filling her nostrils with as much white powder as possible was more important than even acknowledging her existence.
or because she had let herself go in many ways. health and otherwise and it was frustrating to sit there and try to recover from her own mistakes when the whole fiasco could have been completely avoided if she had just been smarter.
or the fact that her partner seemed so uninterested. as if everything she tried was just not exciting whatsoever. and it seemed that he wanted nothing else than to do his own thing and encourage her to do her own. she felt him leaving. but she felt everyone leaving. or perhaps she was leaving herself. who knew. who gave a fuck really?
no one.
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