I woke up with a leg cramp and called my mother for Tiger Balm.
She answered but her presence did not even come an inch closer.
And I'm to fucking blame for being rude,
so I blame her for being all nonchalant and twattish.
Serious moodswings these days, my anger can be sparked
faster than when ethanol comes in contact with high degrees of temperature.
Had better get some anger management before I begin to break things.
