one of those days

there are days like this,

when you want tranquility, 

when you want peace,

when urban cohabitation is a complication unless you're left alone

when all you need is silence to be in your thoughts,

your music to be in your cocoon and that you don't bother anybody else but you

days like these are so simple to live, and yet the sightest slip brings theses delicate walls tumbling down.

FUCK

why do i have to endure the pretention of others, their obnoxionus presence

the agressive way seeing life, and their untolerable way of imposing their views.

it's all a load of fucking bollocks.

today i want peace

i don't want to fucking work

i don't want to do silly animated fucking logos that say nothing, mean nothing

i don't want to do silly advert pages

i don't want to make any amendments to other adverts

i don't want to face the same old faces again and again and again

the ME ME ME ME ME fucking sentences,

the I KNEW THAT ALL THE WAY reflex

and all the usless no end debates...

.... hang

.... over

i'm not in a bad mood

i swear i'm not

i feel good,

really i do.

i could just feel better if it weren't for the others