livid is not the word. i am past it--it has flown by me in a whirwind of frusteration and an explosion gray-tinted fears. terrified. i feel as if i am the most incredibly idiotic person to walk the earth. i can not physically grasp on to this. it has slipped from my fingertips much like a drowning man has slipped from the heights of solid ground.
all i want to to cry and scream and break something.
.:sometimes you just need a punching bag:.
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