AAAARGH!!!!

Go AWAY! I DO NOT want to discuss Nightwish with you! I don't care if their singers sound different! They both suck! Having long hair does NOT mean that I like every fucking pussy ass band with electric guitars in existance! Especially not if they are from Finland. Beherit and Impaled Nazarene, OK. I'll talk about them all you want, but I do NOT want to talk about that sönderknullade jävla symfonimetalbandet! DRA ÅT HELVETE! And I will most definitely not talk about Within Temptation. Having long hair does not mean that we are friends! I am wearing a Bathory-shirt and a big ass baphomet tattoo all over my arm! Do you sincerely think that I care about fucking fantasy barbie metal? Id does not mean "lets be friends and hug", it means FUCK OFF!!! I mean seriosly. You are over 30. Somewhere along the line one would think that you had developed something called taste.

Whoooo...

God I hate people. If you are going to be an inbred idiot, you don't have to share. I swear, the revolution is not far away.

Otherwise I'm still bouncing between heaven and hell. When I am not alone everything feels fine, but as soon as I am alone I dissapear into myself and I just get scared. I don't know of what. Yeah, I do. But I don't reckon the decisive details of that drama will take place during the 6 hours I am at work. Otherwise... I feel that my issues are pretty much resolved. At least right now. I don't feel bad thinking about them. That feels pretty OK. So I don't know...

I guess there was no way of avoiding any of this (well, there are at least one thing I could have avoided), so I guess I/we will just have to push through. Or something.

Better out than in, I suppose.

I'm going to meet S & J tomorrow. It will be nice. Brilliant women folk. I'm thinking maybe I should spend the night. Don't know if I will feel good doing that. Maybe it will be good for me/us, but I don't know how I feel... Scared, I guess.