I warn you that this post is going to be rambling, random and well-rodonculous.

The saddest thing about personal misery is that you get used to it. The rage and resentment become such a usual part of your psyche that you go on with life, venting a little to whoever cares enough to listen.

Not that this is particularly about me, this is something I have observed with friends and acquaintances all over the place.

It’s not fair, but then so isn’t life.

Man I can’t even find a song to fit in with my anger.

Hey that shouldn’t be too hard.

I’m gonna get you back

I’m gonna get you back.

Misery, Maroon 5