... and that was probably the worst post I have ever written, next to this one. I'm getting very good at being very bad.

Inside, I still want to: a) die; and b) break free and explode like three thousand ball bearings and rusty nails bursting forth from a homemade terrorist bomb. I want to set things on fire and make people take notice. I want to be someone, instead of just the insignificant little blip I am at the moment.

I have nobody to blame for this but myself. It's not like I'm in a blameworthy place anyway. I just make the dramas up in my head. Maybe I should be aiming for inner peace instead. I could be zen and shit.