Blam!
Today has been the kind of day I want to color thick, black, ugly lines all over.
Small things have been going wrong all day. And tonight . . . blam! The big thing.
It's not the end of the world. It's not really the end of anything. It's just frustrating, and I'm tired, and if I were a little more girly, I'd cry. But I've managed not to. Go, me.
I'll fill in the blanks when I'm less frustrated.
Small things have been going wrong all day. And tonight . . . blam! The big thing.
It's not the end of the world. It's not really the end of anything. It's just frustrating, and I'm tired, and if I were a little more girly, I'd cry. But I've managed not to. Go, me.
I'll fill in the blanks when I'm less frustrated.
3 Comments:
"Today has been the kind of day I want to color thick, black, ugly lines all over."
May I quote you on that?
Oh dear. You may, of coure, but what happened?
Um, nothing much. I just thought it was a good turn of phrase.
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