permanent marker leaves traces of myself behind in a city that hates me, or is it I that hates the city?

I was told to write.

Just write. Get it out. Why am I angry? Why am I sad? Why do I feel anxious tonight?

Was it those energy drink shot things?

I. Do. NOT. FUCKING. KNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111!!11!!11!!111!11eoneoneoneoneone!

I feel like my head is about to implode on itself and then explode. I do not know what it will accomplish by doing this, but it wishes to implode and THEN explode.


what the hell am I talking about.

Just stop reading.

stop talking.

stop typing.

I annoy myself. This is why I'm upset. I annoy myself.

I'm annoyed.