Oh Goddess, someone just fucking shoot me!!

Current Music : Violent Femmes (currently Kiss Off) BTW, the only way to listen to the Violent Femmes is really really LOUD.
Current Mood : Really sick of myself.

I feel like a fucking over hormonal teenager.  I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me.  I don't have pms and no one has pissed in my sea of tranquility. 

I feel this build up of something.  Like you feel right before you explode.  Whether the explosion will be tears or an outpouring of creativity *snort* who knows.

I've been sitting here all fucking morning (or at least since shortly after I woke up) trying to muster up something and write.  But nothing is there.  My muse has fucked off for parts unknown.  And I just know that if I force myself to write it will be total shit.

I'm lost, at loose ends, I don't know what to fucking do with myself.  I feel like I have a rock in my stomach that's pushing my lungs down and I feel really hot (temperature wise). 

I have this character that I thought was fucking awesome that I really want to give his own story to, but now I'm second guessing myself whether he is really any good or not.  Or if he is really good, if I will destroy him trying to make him evolve enough to have his own story.

I don't even want to be around me today.

I'm really fucking pissed off at myself.

I say fuck way too much.  Even the tags are saying fuck.

Fuck.