Go home lady, find yourself happy.

Oh my god, I fucking hate everything... Halloween plans? Eh, I hate the insanity of Halloween in this city. Running? Pretty much hating all this exhausting training. Live music? Fuckin hate the crowds and the hipsters. Movies? I hate how obnoxious people can be in movie theaters, not to mention that moment when the lights come up and you get ejected back onto the street. Back into life. Relationships? Don’t even get me started.

Ok, I’m lying. I love all these things. And more. But for some reason, sometimes I just think that I hate them.