Horrible day.

Fuck you.

You knew how excited I was.
You could see it plastered across my face, shining through my voice.
You knew what it meant for me to say it.
AND YOU IGNORED IT ALL and burst the only bubble I've had for quite a while.
Fuck you.

Are things really as bad as them seem at the time?
Or does it calm down?
I still haven't worked it out. Someone please help me.

Hahaha. I actually lolled at this.