blushes

Irony, like the kind that isn't funny but is really sad.

I'd like to write about it, but I probably will later. I'm debating how far I want to get into this irony but since I've opened the gate, hell.

I'm going to go shower instead. I'll debate. I'll get back with you. I'd love to start putting people in their place so as to gain a little bit of control over this pancaked existence I've allowed myself to roll in for a bit too long.