A little inaccuracy sometimes saves tons of explanation.

Fuck. I've been feeling so chaotic today. This morning, in a fit of angst, I decided that life is useless because, hell, we're just going to die anyway. Ever since then I've been trying to find something to do that would make me happy. Everything so far just seems so insignificant. Good thing my decisions only linger for a period of around two minutes before I forget about them. Which, by the way, is what I decided to do about that "death" issue.

Fuggedabowdit.