It must be me. Everything I have read today is negative, depressing, misanthropic, misogynistic, illiterate crap.
The music my random music player liked today is atonal, discordant, unrhythmical, commercial pap.
I think I have snapped. Everyone I have met today deserves to be taken out and stabbed.
So, I have pleurisy so bad I’ve broken a rib coughing. That’s no excuse. Just give me a slap.
There’s a black dog scratching noisy at my door ~ I think I need some help.
words and pictures by jack collier
dark morning of depression