Fuck February.
Fuck Valentine's Day. Fuck every relationship I've had that ended in February.
Fuck the ennui that starts dogging me after spending so much time inside working on schoolwork. Fuck being tired and fuck perpetual melancholy.
Fuck the virus I seem to come down with every year that knocks me on my ass and takes a while to bounce back from.
Fuck all the schoolwork that's piling up. Fuck the short days that are over by the time I get a chance to do anything.
Fuck the snow and ice that doesn't seem to melt. Today's the first time I've ridden the Vespa in three weeks.
So fuck February. Fuck it.
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If it's any help, this February in Chicago is one of my top 3 most depressing Februaries ever.
... not sure how that could possibly help.
At least I'm not alone in the shittiness. That's a help, I guess.
Well, if you ever want to go out for a drink, you know where I live.
Also, I think you should write in this more often. I know that's a shitty thing to say in response to a post about how overwhelmed you are, but my sentiment stands.
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