epithet

my luck, as of late, has been shit (save for the pair of concert tickets that i won). it seems like there are so many things that can and do go wrong...
one red wall*rain*concrete*pitter patter*sleep well*"it's good to see that you keep the necessities"*maybe i'll call him up*buncha' thugs*migraine*betrayal*boredom*creation*
sorry... i'm frazzled right now. hmm. nope, not frazzled, something well beyond that. geez. i think, i think, i think all i can do right now is let out a big old sigh... and so:
*sigh*