Well that's a dirty big lie.
I don't feel like that towards anyone at the moment. I feel like my head is like that massive intersection in France, where there are like 10 million lanes of traffic and there are accidents every 10 minutes. Whatever. I have all these thoughts again and again and again and eventually they hit each other and explode. But they are surprisingly resilient.
I'm quite tired of feeling like I can't express how I feel.
I'm quite tired of being boring, and indecisive and infuriating, and unremarkable.
I'm quite tired full stop. I'm going to bed. Tomorrow I'm taking in my Holga to see if I made it work right. And taking Clare to get her ears pierced. Oh I got my nose pierced?
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