fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck...does it start to loose it's meaning after multiple uses? i sure as fuck hope not. so i wanted to tell this little story of my terribly shitty day in some sort of narrative form to perhaps either lighten up on the agression level or to avoid painting myself as some raging fucking psychopath...IM-FUCKING-POSSIBLE at this juncture...i'm not a psycho nor am i overly aggressive but forgive me these temporary flaws as i recover from my newly fucking fixed car slamming into a fucking cement medium due to nothing more than some fucking overnight freezing...jesus fucking christ people...am i made out of fucking money? is it pouring from ass...no, money isn't pouring from my ass but the sense of something pouring from my ass is sure pervasive right now...call me crass but fuck! the further into debt i get the further away any semblance of an adult life appears. this is just the fucking straw y'know......and ok, i recognize that in the grande scheme of it all this isn't a big deal...i wasn't hurt, my passenger wasn't hurt...there are people who can't afford cars...guess what...I can't afford a car either...it wasn't fucking mine!! money and the loss of it is a big fucking deal when you don't have any...fuck fuck fuck fuck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!
oh, and my humblest apologies for not having time to write that press release. i will try to get on it tomorrow when real life appears to be once again on the backburner...
xo alice.
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