rain rain rain rain rain.
muffling the voices of Kati and Tuncs
are they talking? or arguing?
is there a difference?
same thing over and over again and again
and I'm just sitting here frozen
waiting for that change to begin
sorta massaging it in.
lubin it up.
sweetening its pot
it's bound to happen - with enough grease to make it nice and loose and floppy, fate can be *modified*. gzzzzoink.

there's just silence in here, really.
something's quietened down in the last couple of days
less rage
less anxiety
almost none
nah, none.
just stains of frustration
and pangs of injustice
damn i hate when things don't play out in a fair way.
but for me to sit here and whine about "it's just not fair!"
...well, that's just pathetic whining and nothing more or less
so fuck it.
hit apathy already.
straddle that curvy neither-this-way-nor-that wooden horse
and ride 'im into the sunset
ride it out.
and don't forget to make pit stops for stupid happiness and icescream and sushi.

fuck. how could I let this get cute?
sushi and ice scream?!
fuck that.
just Big'O it.
dun.