There was a line that Mercedes said in Glee last night that is really getting to me.
"You're not angry. You're hurt."
that is exactly how I feel right now.

The strangest question that I have ever been asked is when a friend asked me how the weather was in the room I was currently sitting in.
A little humid. I feel as though a breeze is trying to get through the mesh on front door, but has been quite unsuccessful as of so far.

This ruhm is humid.

I don't know how to explain this pad that vibrates and massages my back without making it sound rather dirty.
But it makes me feel much better. It has made my day. Very good.
Fuck, that sounded dirty.
Sorry, I just said a dirty word.
I'm hopeless.