I wanted that chunk of french bread. I wanted it. I wanted it with butter and nothing else. And I didn't get it. So I suppose it's a metaphor for life.
I hate math. I hate people. I hate people who won't do their part of the math project.
I want sleep.
But I want books more.
Gah.
Love and frustration,
Victory
yep, I know how you feel. my cats broke into a bag of bagels and ate them, my boyfriends dad makes a huge mess in the kitchen, annoying people come over...that's life. a forest of frustration.
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