thedarkharlequin

I accidentally insulted a woman about her autistic child
didn't know the kid was autistic
and the bitch deserves every ounce of grief her morbidly obese ass can stomach.

I'm stressed and thinking too much.

I twitchy about shit, and I'm spending money and searching out interesting projects and such like I'm actually going to accomplish anything. So I would go ahead and say I'm entering a manic phase. Wonder how long this one will last and if I can get anything accomplished during.