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argh. I wish I had somewhere I could go to just scream at the top of my lungs. except that it's freezing outside and I'm sick so I'd probably just feel even worse...but I really do wanna scream. I love how I can cry now, but not when I had to for that project yesterday...mood swings aren't fun. But then part of me actually likes being angry, because I don't think I ever let myself really be angry before. I would always be like "oh, well i shouldn't be angry because it's my own fault..."

But screw it. I'm angry. And I don't fricking care if it's my own fault. It can't always be my own fault. I deserve to be f***ing mad sometimes.

And don't ask me why I am mad. It's so many different reasons. But mostly just....I don't feel like saying it actually. I'm just angry.

oh, and it's almost christmas...lovely.