I don’t like me when I’m angry. I’m bound to do something on impulse… something unsurprisingly stupid. I really need to take some anger management classes. Those breathing techniques don’t work anymore. Or maybe I should get me a prescription for those pills to keep me from bouncing off the walls everytime I snap. Haaay…

I’m not really in the mood to blog about magic and shit. But yeah, we’re still together.

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