I'm starving. There are people downstairs. And I don't have the energy to wear a fake smile and pretending to be grateful that they had come. All I wanna do is stuff my face, watch some TVs and cramp my unhappiness inside this computer screen. After all I've earned it. After weeks of prepping for 4 papers this semester, heck yeah I earned it.
I feel like I really have to lash on someone to make all these bottled anger / hunger goes the fuck away.