Ah, life. Sorry to use the cliche, but I have to wonder why it is that the ones you love hurt you the most, and vice versa. Oddly enough it feels the same with my ability to forgive.

ugh. This isn't happening right now. Just know that my brain is active and that I'm not dead and lying strung out in a gutter somewhere.

School is out for the summer kiddies, and I aim to cause a ruckus.