I am really fucking angry with the world.... with some of the people in my world and mostly my inability to take fucking charge of shit without feeling guilty.
This is a Fiona song lyric.....
It's summing me up pretty good........

Not about love

The early cars Already are Drawing deep breaths past my door
And last night's phrases Sick with lack of basis
Are still writhing on my floor
And it doesn't seem fair
That your wicked words should work In holding me down
No, it doesn't seem right To take information
Given at close range
For the gag And the bind And the ammunition round

Conversation once colored by esteem
Became dialogue as a diagram of a play for blood
Took a vacation, my palate got clean
Now I could taste your agenda While you're spitting your cud

And it doesn't make sense I should fall for the kingcraft of a meritless crown
No, it doesn't seem right To take information Given at close range For the gag
And the bind And the ammunition round

This is not about love
'Cause I am not in love In fact I can't stop falling out
This is not about love 'Cause I am not in love
In fact I can't stop falling out
I miss that stupid ache

"What is this posture I have to stare at?!" That's what he said when I'm sittin' up straight
Change the name of the game 'cause he lost
And he knew he was wrong but he knew it too late
But I'm not being fair 'Cause I chose to listen to that filthy mouth
But I'd like to choose right
Take all the things that I've said that he stole
Put 'em in a sack Swing 'em over my shoulder
Turn on my heels Step out of this sight
Try to live in a lovelier life

This is not about love 'Cause I am not in love
In fact I cant stop falling out
This is not about love
'Cause I am not in love In fact i cant stop falling out.
I miss that stupid ache

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