Is it bad that I sometimes want to get out of my car, walk up to the car behind me and punch my hand through the glass, pull the person out and beat the everloving shit out of them simply because they are sitting in their shiny 7 series, talking on their trendy blue tooth headset, sipping on their 5 dollar latté?

I have such a wonderful weekend and then monday comes around and I instantly forget about the last few days and am filled with so much hate, disdain and anger. I don't know why, well I do, but I can't fix it just yet.

While I was driving to work this morning, I caught myself inhaling a large breath and then exhaling while lurching forward and I actually felt my face frown just because I was driving to work.

Holy emo blog. hahaha wow. Someone needs to buy me a kitten or something.