Why the fuck is it that every time it starts to get fall and winter, my life seems to go downhill?

My rollercoster that has become my emotions over the years swing up and down on a penjulum of insane sswirls and twists. One minut, I'm happy as fuck, the other, ready to litterally stab something in the neck. Trust me.. I've had to have people take sharp pointy things from me before.

There's something to be said for this pony's temper. And unfortunatly it's about all people remember. Do they bother to ask "gee, I wonder why she's so pissed off.." instead they call me a cunt, a bitch, a stupid emo whore (and I depspise emo), and throw a shitload of fucking lables at me that they think fit.

Well gess the fuck what. Stick em on yourselved next time you anal washed cum-dumpsters! You lable me because you don't fucking know me. Grow the fuck up.

If I had a majic pill, Iwould pop one in a heartbeat.. but I don't. So ya'll can fucking tollerate me, in all of my moods, good and bad.

For those of you I seem to think where my friends.. who also want to try and lable me.. You can go fuck off too. Right now I don't have an explination for these wild moodswings, and nore can I afford the diaagnosis crap that may be needed. Unless you want to shell out the cash for it, shut the fuck up.

-fin-