regression

today i am 15 years old. i am 'angry young teen.' beware! i will shove my converse all-star hi-top foot up the arse of any one who crosses me. grrrr.

there are days when everything conspires to aggravate, inflame and annoy, and today appears to be one of those days. double grrrr.

in honor of my adolescent mood, please enjoy the dulcet tones of morrissey & co. indulging in the kind of self-pity and angst i intend to root around in all day long (link expires in 7 days, dammit):

how soon is now?