I don't think many people, especially those who know me IRL, realize how easy it can be to make me upset. It can be something as big as an argument, or as small as a simple thought.

Tonight just happened to be an old family photo.

Dang it, why does the world have to be filled with so much hate?

G'night peeps, I'm going offline for the night. I just can't seem to get over things that happened years ago.