Purple....

I think my "mean reds" have turned into "mean purples". I think I just made up mean purples, but it seems fitting. Since Mean Reds are, when you are sad and you don't know what you are sad about....from Breakfast at Tiffany's. I sort of know what I'm sad about, but no one would really care. And theres no way to fix it. So it's developed now into mean purples and I just want to tell everyone to kiss my ass....nice I know....but that's how it is. Life is so F'ing complicated sometimes. So tomorrow I'll scrap, maybe get a new pair of shoes, listen to some Limp Bizkit, and I'll be better by Sunday.....please for Godsake no one send in the hug patrol!