is getting me down.
i guess that's not the only thing. small pleasures don't help me today. i wish i could let go, i wish i could shut down. i wish i could be a person who keeps things to herself. sometimes i get so angry that i'm open, that i talk. i can't just talk about fun things and keep the anger hidden. i feel oppressed by everything that's happening, helpless and bitter. i'm on a path, but do i care where it's going?
i wish i could keep it all to myself. i wish i had the nerve to delete this and all my other online accounts (myspace, facebook, etc) and keep a paper journal. i expose myself, and then hate myself for it.
and election day is day after tomorrow. fuck.
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