Not looking forward to today NO NO NO NOTNOTNOT looking forward to today NO.
Do you know why today will be horrible?
Because every day I have to spend with my mother is horrible.
And do you know why I am forced to spend the day with my mother?
Because life wants me to be miserable.
It relishes the chance to see me suffer. It takes every opportunity to put me down. BUT, but. It will never push me so far that I break.
That would be the end of the fun.
Sometimes I wonder whether I shouldn't just die, to spite life.
But I can't do that. That would mean I gave up, which means life wins.
I can't let life win. I'm too stubborn; I hate life too much to just throw in the towel. Watching life grin smugly at me as I take my last breath would be absolutely unacceptable.
Isn't there a way to harm life? I want to kick it in the crotch, and slam its head into the concrete, and stab it in the face until it is completely unrecognizable. That would be nice.
Screw you, life. You're on my list.
Oh wait. This was supposed to be about my horrible mother.
Hm.
Screw you, mother. Despise you, hate you, wish eternal bad luck upon you, all that jazz.
Oh, and stupid bot nav. Hate that too.