Mood

I am in a mood.

And it’s not a good one.

I’m in the kind of irrationally pissed off kind of mood.

The kind of mood that with any inconvenience I end up going “Fuck You” to it.

My alarm didn’t go off. My dad made me drive the garbage up the road (yes, he is still an asshole). My sister didn’t let me listen to a news article on the radio. The traffic light left me stuck at an intersection. Someone talked to me when I just wanted silence. I was picked on for not knowing an abudence about sex.

So, I am in a mood.

An all about no good, very bad, all around awful kind of mood.

Approach with caution.

Good day.

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